Grammy-lisious

So as you all know...I’m a secret closet fashion whore.... and I just love love love red carpet fashion, especially the Grammy’s. It’s more exciting and bold; it’s as if musicians are more willing to go the extra mile when it comes to what they wear. Ooo it’s so exciting. Well this year we had the celebs dresses made out of  gold and glitter, to arriving in a incubator/ egg. Some of my personal favourites were Selena Gomez, who is finally dressing her age, although dating the younger Biebs might drag her back into the style of a 5 year old so she doesn’t look like his mommy. I also loved Rihanna;s sheer white Jean Paul Gaultier dress, so so sexy, and totally worth wearing as a wedding dress...if you’re brave enough. My other favorites include, Katy Perry,

But then there were some that would of looked better in there pj’s, like Nicki Minaj, Miley Cyrus (I love these two, just not what they wore) and of course the drag queen herself, Lady Gaga. What was going through her head?! There is nothing left for that woman to do, she Has zero shock value now...the only way she can shock us next is if she comes down the red carpet in a beautiful gown looking human!

Wow I see I’m beginning to sound like granny Barbie’s evil twin Joan Rivers so I’m ending this post...

Feathers and Parties

Ok ok I know it’s been longer than a month since my last post, life has just gotten a bit crazy so here is a quick update of what has been going on recently....

The last few weeks have been especially hard on me emotionally. But yay happiness, amongst all the drama i had a birthday and have hit the horrid 23 mark...I’m getting so old! Hehehe...but despite my old age i still partied the night away...even lost a shoe in the process.  

On a less happy note, I’ve been trying to deal with the death of my grandfather, and even though it’s been 4 years, it’s still hard for me to think that his gone, he was my everything. A better father, a best friend and a man that would love me no matter what. So after years of deliberating I had finally settled on the best way to remember him, is by getting a feather tattoo. Whoever doesn’t cry through a foot tattoo...you are either on drugs or not human!!!! It was one of the worst feelings of pain I have ever been through!!!! But I got it and now I will always have him with me.

And for all of you who are going through a hard and unhappy time...keep your head held high and your chin up, there is always a rainbow at the end of the storm

Dirty little secrets

(This is not my secret)

Everyone has dirty little secrets, these people are just braver than I am. I promise by the end of this month I'll tell you one of mine...

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Out with the old, in with the new.

At last a new year has arrived! Now I’m not saying the last year was a bad one, it was just  a year of very high highs and very low lows. Some of my most memorable moments where the 2010 soccer celebration, new friends, new tattoos as well as new found independence. Some of the lows were seeing a lot of my friends go through hard time, loosing friends and disappointing my father.

 But Yaaay it’s a new year! This is going to be year of change, hard work and intense creativity projects. I have set myself so many goals, some to challenge myself and some that just need to be done (drivers license department here I come!!!)

So all in all I am very excited for this year and to see what it has in store for me…

You know you’re a Hatfield regular when:

·         you refer to Drop Zone as “Mordor” or “Droppas”.

·         you greet at least half the bar men / bar ladies working in Drop Zone / Herr Gunters / OppiSquare / Cheeky Monkey / Aandklas.

·         you know exactly what a Chicken Surprise is at Vetkoek Maleis.

·         you know who everyone is talking about when they refer to “the cigar lady”.

·         you don’t find spontaneous table dancing at Aandklas strange or odd.

·         you know the ingredients and taste of a Pan Galactic Goggle Blaster / Cheeky Ice Tea at Cheeky Monkey out of the back of your mind.

·         you know where someone wants to go when they refer to the “Afternoon Cocktail special”.

·         you know what the terms “Oom Wors” and “Tannie Wors” refers to.

·         you know exactly what “Lets Go Upstairs” means when you are in Hatfield.

·         you order brandy & coke at the bar referring to it as “A brandy special”.

·         you laugh at people from Johannesburg / Cape Town / Durban who are claiming to be experts on pub crawling.

·         you give your liver a pep talk before a huge rugby match / concert.

·         you’ve been to multiple TUKS FM New Years Eve parties.

·         you know what a “jam jar” is.

Ho Ho Ho

I know its been almost a month since my last post! Shocking and terrible i know, but lack of money means lack of Internet! Excuses excuses!

Well I'd like blame the jolly round man up in the north pole! Thanks to him and his silly reindeer, i have to spoil my loved ones, now I m not complaining! Shopping and pleasing people are two of my greatest pleasures!

But while buying the cutes ceramic cupcake surrounded by red, green and gold decorationsi couldn't help but think of the true meaning of Christmas. Its not all about seeing who can give (or receive) the most expensive gift, its not about the giant meal that keeps you fat well into the next year. Its about family, Love and most importantly its the most important birthday ever.

So while you wolfing down your Christmas mince pies with your family, stop and thank them for everything they did for you this year.

And from me... thanks for reading and have a merry merry Christmas (i know its a lil early!)

Night Shades...

Yuck yuck yuck!!! What do people think when they walk out the door, and put their sun glasses on...AT NIGHT!!!! This is one of my greatest pet peeve ever! Whenever I see some one with what i like to call the douche blockers, it makes my skin crawl! Do these people really think they look good? Like when they all fist pumping in a club, do they go up to a member of the opposite sex get them to come home with them... can you imagine their shock waking up to the person under the glasses! I imagine they sleep with them on too! sigh...

Here is a example of what the night eyed douche looks like...be warned ladies, there is a reason is aways wearing his over sized glasses!