Cinderella Stress 2013

Matric dances, and prom I imagine too for that matter, are rather peculiar things.

In South Africa, it is a high school tradition to hold a ball during the pupils’ final year of school to celebrate their dedication to their studies and add ceremony to their voyage into adulthood and independence.

Having been a standard in schools for many years, the Matric dance has escalated to something far bigger than originally intended in its creation.

When I speak to older generations of South Africans, they assure me that their matric dances hosted only the pupils or teachers, no girlfriends or boyfriends allowed and most enlisted the help of their parents to dress and style them in an appropriately grown-up and elegant manner. Most of these people’s parents chaperoned them to their dances.

Fast forward to my high school experience and you find yourself immersed in an entirely different picture.… [ Read more ]

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To This Day

A deeply moving video:

Watch it – don’t read and listen- the visuals are paced.

When I was little I met a boy called Alistair who seemed to be the tallest and most unpopular child at my brand new play school.

Alistair was different to the other children, but he had the same name as my father – and I figured that since every other Alistair I knew was wonderfully special I ought to try to be his friend.

The problem was; that I wanted to be everybody’s friend and now that I was on “team Alistair” not everybody wanted to be my friend.

The bigger problem was; that through my efforts to include and show affection for Alistair, I seemed to have riled up the other children to the point of loudly calling out all the nasty things they had been whispering behind his back. I didn’t… [ Read more ]

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La Roux – Bulletproof

Wake up dancing…


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Learn to do everything lightly – an extract from Island.

This one if for Ilzemeri.

“It’s dark because you are trying too hard.
Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly.
Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply.
Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.
I was so preposterously serious in those days, such a humorless little prig.
Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me.
When it comes to dying even. Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic.
No rhetoric, no tremolos, no self conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Little Nell.
And of course, no theology, no metaphysics.
Just the fact of dying and the fact of the clear light.
So throw away your baggage and go forward.
There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet,
trying to suck you down… [ Read more ]

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My baby sister met Justin Bieber

Justin Bieber has filled the youth/teen pop culture segment of my city’s airwaves, televisions, heck all forms of media for the last month in the grand build up to his shows in South Africa.

He played Cape Town this week and my baby sister, Natasha, entered every competition she found in the hopes of winning an opportunity to meet him.

She tweeted.

She did that vodacom thing.

She entered competitions in magazines.

She made a video for KFM.

The video didn’t win.

A consistently big bag of luck won Natasha tickets through one of the other competitions

She tells me she was nestled up against Justin until that blonde lady pushed between them, but Justin reached out to play with her hair and touch her shoulder for the… [ Read more ]

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Do You Realise?

This song has been in my head since the drive back from Afrika Burn – it wasn’t played for or to me – it just came on at the perfect moment to harmonize with my thoughts in a way that gave me goosebumps.

It’s been in my head on and off since then and it is the soundtrack to the work I am doing now.

It would have been rude of me to use another song for this Thursday’s themesong with that in mind:

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Young and Beautiful

“Will you still love me when I am no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I have nothing more than my aching soul?”

If you follow me on twitter you already know that I’m mad about Lana.

Yesterday she released a new song – “Young and Beautiful” – from The Great Gatsby soundtrack. A huge fan of the book, the musical and the original film I cannot wait for Baz Luhrmann’s version to be released.

Enjoy the song here:

and the trailer for the movie here:

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#WearASmile and WIN!

Earlier this month I was treated to a day filled with smiles in celebration of the launch of this AWESOME competition that Cosmopolitan SA and Colgate Optic White are holding between the 22 April (today) and the 22 May (next month).

Bloggers and journos were invited to meet at the 15 on Orange Hotel where we were introduced to the Colgate Optic White range and Cosmopolitan’s involvement in the Competition.

But what exactly is Optic White?…I asked.

Colgate Optic White is a whitening range of oral care products that doubles as both an oral hygiene product AND a beauty product.

Whilst cleaning your teeth and freshening your breath, Colgate Optic White polishes your teeth with microscopic spherical silica particles that lift and attract dirt and stains without weakening the enamel the way that bleaches and traditional whitening products ordinarily would.

How long should you wait before you see an… [ Read more ]

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The Kooks have landed

The Kooks have arrived in SA!

I am very excited to be watching them in Cape Town on Saturday, so I thought I would make them the theme of this Thursday’s Themesong….Enjoy

Thank you to 5gum for bringing them out!



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A story as yet untold

It is a rare thing these days, to receive a poem rather than a text (SMS/PM/DM/BBM/Whatsapp – I could go on) – but I was fortunate enough to receive one over the weekend.

It really moved me – and got me thinking about the power of prose and words and the lost care and love for their arrangement in recent times.

I know a lot of people are still writing – but the place of poetry and the spoken word in society has been sorely neglected – and I am hoping to take part in a number of projects over the winter to celebrate the spoken word and perhaps even inspire a spot of prose in others.

This is the poem I received:

A Story as Yet Untold

We fit together wonderfully, you & I

- at a rough estimate, a guess.

And your kisses – who can tell?[ Read more ]

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