La Muse has put together a gorgeous collection that showcases the style of Amy Winehouse. Love love love it. Even went to a party dressed as Amy once. Before I got the iPhone, so no photographic evidence.
Ryan’s swaggering around today wearing some retro Waddy Jones (aka NINJA from Die Antwoord). Miss u Waddy-before-you-became-a-zef-ninja-in-Die-Antwoord. Remember when he was on this cute plush toy dassie vibe? He made strange little toys like the ‘back to front bum demon’ – “with a bum for a face and a face for a bum” (quote, unquote). And yes, he really sewed them. Sweet man! And look how nice Yolandi looks too. No mooning. See ninja in action sewing soft toys below.
Oh hahaha HAllo there
yes it’s me
little ‘mousey katie’
do you remember me?
of course you do. you were such a bitch to me in junior school.
you used to call me a ‘mudblood’ coz my daddy wasn’t a lord,
just a lowly paper merchant.
well lord, look at me now.
i got the golden ticket, bitches.
yes, that’s MRS PRINCESS OF WALES to you.
uh
why hello there sweetie sweetie sweetie
it’s me, surely you remember?
we shared math class together for years (pff! math is so working class)
you never spoke to me because I wore glasses and was still a virgin and my dad wasn’t on your daddy’s’s board.
no matter.
I knew that ‘virgin thing’ would come in handy someday.
Someday, WHEN I MARRIED THE F-ING PRINCE OF ENGLAND.
look at me now girls.
laughing all the way to bucky palace (my name for my boyf’s pad)
yeah my boyf looks a l’il horsey
but i love horseys
can you tell?
naaaaaaaaay!
Oh how do you DO there
Yes yes, i am marrying the Prince of England, yes, that’s me (blushies)
yes yes, it’s old news now
I know, you thought it would never happen
you thought, what kind of a man marries his first girlfriend??
MY kind of man, girls
don’t think I haven’t done my time
blowjob after blowjob, blowjob after breakfast, lunch, dinner, blowjob listening to his silly jokes about hunting and foxes and fowls
(Oh dahling you are simply so FUNNY darling ommmmhmhmhmhmmommm)
you should SEE the muscles in my neck
but I’m not complaining
all the better to hold the crown jewels with hmmmm yes (wink-wink god I am so naughty!)
Good day love
What’s that? Congratulations? Oh why thank you.
Yes I did absolutely manage to ‘bag a prince’.
You’ll have to forgive me - I never tire of the jokes
I don’t think I ever will
Probably won’t tire of saying ‘that’s PRINCESS Kate to you’ either
Yes – i’m down-to-earth like that
must be my solid middle-class rich brat background
(and the fact that I’m marrying a prince)
But I’m not bovvered
Don’t give a shit
I’m marrying a prince, bitches
Gonna get my mani-pedi on daily
Gonna rock the Chanel suits like it’s nobody’s bizznizz
Gonna perfect the royal wave
Gonna do it when I’m drunk at parties
(yeah I get drunk – I’m marrying a prince, bitches – watch me down this bottle of Belvedere in 3 gulps)
Why how do you do
Yes, I’m marrying the Prince of Wales
You can leave your flowers there
Just dump the Birkin over there (i have like 6 already – it’s obvs 1st choice for princess-to-be gifts)
Jaja you got it engraved, how very thoughtful
Don’t think we’re friends now
I’m gonna be the Princess of Wales bitches
I don’t have ‘friends’
I gots ‘bitches-in-waiting’
Why hello love
Yes, yes, I am marrying Prince William
Yes, yes, I am sure he’s ‘the one’
How do I know? Do you see any other princes around? (gingers don’t count)
Let’s cheers to me
I am doing this for you
And every other teenage girl out there
Just think of me as a modern-day ‘Joan of Arc’
Riding around on horses and cavorting with kings
(minus that yucky burning-at-the-stake vibe - they were so uptight back then)
But I’m basically your hero
My body is your body
My Birkin is your Birkin
My front row tickets to Chanel are your front row tickets to Chanel
Don’t you see?
Oh hallo sweets
I’m marrying the Prince of England
Suck it, bitches
MWAH XX
Good day all girls of Cape Town and other miscellaneous readers, I trust you are all well.
I apologise for my long absence. You see I was travelling Europe meeting beautiful people just like you (think Milano_Girl: long legged and immaculately dressed; Amsterdam_Girl: hair let down, relaxed, has a whip in the closet; Napoli_Girl: loud, forthright, proud; etc) and finding out what wine they drink so I could come back and offer you some of their vinous preferences.
But before I get into any of that we must get our own house in order. You see Cape Town girl opened a bottle of wine this weekend that I had given her for her birthday a while back. (I know, it should have been Champagne – I still can’t look her in the eyes). The wine, Miles Mossop’s Saskia 2007, is a robust blend of Chenin Blanc and Viognier. The end result is a wine that has rich flavour, think honey suckle, apricots and mangoes, with an alcohol of 14.5%. It is a wine that is delicious on its own, but a slightly spicy dish would compliment it tremendously.
When I asked Cape Town Girl if she ate anything alongside the wine she responded:
This is completely understandable. As the days grow longer and the temperatures rise clothes are naturally shed. And as much as a healthy portion of foie gras or pork belly would have been a delightful pairing with the Saskia, they do nothing for the waistline.
wines that need neither sauce nor soup, rib-eye nor relish; wines whose most important character is drinkability and calling card is freshness. The most obvious white wine to sip on in summer without having to chew on anything is Sauvignon Blanc. So obvious it hardly needs writing about, so obvious that I feel compelled to suggest you try something new this summer. But if you must here are two Steenberg make a variety of Sauvignon Blancs that all offer something a little different. I’d go for the standard offering for summer. It’s crisp and clean with some tropical fruit flavours as well as a little grassy action. A class act. Buy a bottle of Iona to impress your Sauvignon fanatic friends. From the cooler region of Elgin this is easily one of my favourite Sauvignon Blancs. It is always elegant with gooseberries, herbaceousness and some flinty bits. To personify: It turns heads without its tits hanging out.
Harry (left) taking in some foreign culture (by hugging some foreign people)
Another crowd pleaser is Chardonnay. One of the aspects most loved about chardonnay is its buttery creaminess. While this is delicious, it can get out of hand and you end up with a wine that is goupy, oaky and sweet; in other words FAT. So to avoid this here are two wooded Chardonnays that give the butteriness but are lean, angular and refreshing. I freaking love Paul Cluver’s Chardonnay. It’s full of lemon and zingy lime with that toastiness that you all love. The refreshing acidity means that you can drink glass after glass without your palate getting tired. OK, this is a pricey one, but should you require a treat this summer or have someone to impress who likes Chardonnay, then this is the one. Ataraxia’s Chardonnay is pure, creamy, bright with pear and almonds and oh god oh god I want one now.
Harry practising his 'snifting' skills
The last suggestion of food-free-friendly white varieties is Chenin Blanc. Chenin Blanc is starting to be drunk more but tends to be forgotten, finding itself in a supporting role to the more illustrious Sauvignon Blanc, and showy Chardonnay. So which Chenins are good for a summer without food? I’d go for those with as little wood influence as possible. Two to try would be Beaumont’s Chenin and the Raats Original. These are both excellent Chenin Blancs at good prices. Offering freshness, complexity and richness without you having to sell a kidney for a good bottle. I don’t really care which ones you drink, but start drinking Chenin. There is one for every type of palate. Don’t believe me? Mail me what you normally like and I’ll find a Chenin for you. – harryhaddon@gmail.com. Another option is white blends. My white blend of the moment is Hermit on the Hill’s Sauvignier – a spunky blend of Sauvignon Blanc and Viognier. It’s a wine with pigtails; joyous and relaxed. I will be drinking cases of this during summer.
Next up… food-free reds, but that is a tale for another day. Read more from Harry on his blog Wine&I here.
Check out this video, made by some hardcore Steri Stumpie fans in response to the apparently ‘outrageous’ claim that ‘Marshmallow is the third least popular Steri’. Hilarious! I think they’re giving the Streep Brothers, legendary creators of The Steri Stumpie Song, a run for their money. Don’t know about you but I need a Steri Stumpie right now. Might break my Strawberry Rule and go for a Marshmallow. Uh.
We posted about these dudes last week. They were first spotted in Joburg but it seems they are now in Cape Town. We’ve been following them and let me tell you rarely does something amuse us to the point where we laugh out loud, fall on the floor and smack our foreheads with our heels but that is exactly what CTG did when seeing the Mayan Guys ‘discover’ Virgin Active and doing ‘the pose of the puma’ on the Bosu balls.
The Pose of the Puma
A similar reaction followed when we saw the photos of them ‘giving ancient Mayan gifts’ to some random woman, the ‘ancient Mayan gifts’ being a t-shirt.
Woman with her 'ancient Mayan gift'
And when we saw them patting the heads of the concierges at One & Only Cape Town.
Just a little head pat here
And seeing them ‘discover’ the belly of a seaman down at the harbour induced similar fits of laughter:
Discovering a sea man
And I KID YOU NOT, as this post was being ‘loaded’, who walked through the door of the studio but THE MAYAN GUYS. It was unreal!! Then they started tasting me – presume they are looking for a maiden to sacrifice to their corn god in a pit of fire. God I WISH it was me!
Getting tasted by the Mayan Guys
The tongue of approval?
I freaking love the Mayan Guys, whomever they are. I haven’t laughed so much in ages. You can friend them on facebook or follow them on twitter. If you see the Mayan Guys around town be sure to say hi! Maybe offer them a Vida. They are from a distant place so our world must appear very strange to them. Those Mayan guys.
Summer’s coming, and summer clothes are in stores, and the sun has started to shine A LOT so you’ll be gathering the beginnings of a summer wardrobe. A VERY NB part of your summer wardrobe are, of course, your shades. Now shade shopping is quite a hectic vibe - you really want to try on EVERYTHING before you decide on a pair (it always seems so final) but that can be a hassle. Not to worry – we went shade shopping for you and while we were there we tried on pretty much everything in store – and we made a video of it. So sit back and enjoy this Summer 2010 Shade Shopping Guide, brought to you by CTG, PD, LA & Sunglass Hut.
Like what we’re wearing? CTG dressed in dress & jacket by Pepe Jeans SA, available at all Edgars & Stuttafords stores nationwide, wedges by Bronx Ladies. PD wears skirt & top from TopShop Dubai, and LA wears dress from Zara UK.
Remember this lapdance in DeathProof? Isn’t it great? This chick is Wednesday’s muse. We like her who-gives-a-sh*t attitude. It’s Who Gives A Sh*t Wednesday. Get out your slops and your short shorts. Fast forward to 01:04.
Ja we’re taking this music thing VERY SRSLY. Last night was band (& brand) practice. We did our voice exercises and our hair exercises. We put on the Beatles, because if you’re going to be ‘real’ musicians you have to go ‘back to the beginning’ and we all know the Beatles invented music.
But let’s face it, those Beatles glasses don’t do ANYONE any favours, we got over that vibe and set off to the studio. The studio is in Vredehoek - literally the windiest place on planet earth – so we literally leopard-crawled from the car to the building in an attempt to ’save our hair’. We then got TRAPPED in the foyer of said studios, due to a faulty bell. A faulty bell people. Please take a moment…
Then PD discovered that she had a REAL landline phone in her bag (!!!) and we spent about 15 minutes ‘phoning’ Z to let us in, coz you know, hilarious! The guard didn’t think it was hilarious. The guard wouldn’t help us because we obviously looked like ‘hired strippers‘. Sigh…
Um, hello?
Like, hellooooooooooooooooo?
HELLOO??
Band practise was hectic. This music thing is real tiring people. We sang LOTS of Beatles songs. We also hit the Smells Like Teen Spirit. And the Johnny Cash. Many times, throughout the evening, it was unclear why we were wearing wigs. But we wore them to the very end anyway.
I wanna hold ur ha-a-and
"letting it break"
PD made snackwiches for snack time (ham and cheese).
LA rocked the red wig and the red wine.
Good Times.
REAL BIG good times.
