Love this chick! And this music video kind of makes me want to Rave...

90's Flashback..

Going through such a 90's flashback stage this week! I have gone from old Brit Spears to the Spice girls to Baby bird, New radicals etc. I really feel its a time that we all look straight past, granted fashion back then was border line manic, but seemingly some stylists are bringing it back in a big way. Their reasoning? um I can't really be sure, It's not necessarily my most favorite genre of fashion. I found it to be a slight mess. In my eyes it was basically people putting anything and everything together to create a collage type jumble, highly eclectic. Some could pull it off (Drew Barrymore, Kate Moss etc) others looked like they had crawled out of their cupboards backwards. BUT the music... it truly is something special. Ok, maybe one can't really call the pop culture of this time "great music" but the bands that were around at the time had such a groovy sound. It's the sort of music that has a slight combination of emotions... we'd almost moved on ever so slightly from the punk vibe (barring Avril Lavigne - skater boy, worst!) and bands were writing music that initiated some sort of emotion from their listeners. I think it was a reformation of the 60's where lyrics were a fundamental part of a song... I think its had quite a staunch influence on our bands of today....

Anyway... Have a look at the fashion below... I 'll leave you to make your own minds up about it.

Reeva's Justice...

So I have reserved my comments on this Oscar case (or should we actually say REEVA'S case) because shamefully I keep changing my mind! As controversial as that sounds, it is the dead honest truth. In the beginning I was 100% convinced that this was a tragic accident! There was no way that one of our leading heroes could ever possess the potential to want to kill another innocent human being. I found myself sad and feeling so incredibly sorry for him with questions like, imagine being HIM right now? Imagine what HE must be going through? Imagine how HIS family are feeling? I won't lie, those were my immediate thoughts and as I tweeted, blogged or professed his innocence, people would ask how could I defend this man? He killed his girlfriend, but I remained convinced that this was an accident. When listening to Roux question the states witnesses, I was even more convinced on Oscars innocence. Roux took these witnesses apart, leaving them in tears and making their evidence seem highly "made up." However, when Oscar took to the stand, everything changed! I have had the live streaming of the case on my work computer all day everyday, and I have not missed a beat of Oscars testimony. On the first day when Nel decided to very controversially show Reeva's wounded head, my heart broke at Oscars response. How could this lawyer show this to this poor man? I had tears streaming down my face as he broke down... The next couple of days was a completely different story..he was nervous, fumbling, and made far too many mistakes. His story was made to seem so unlikely that my mind was changed... how fickle but the honest truth. As a former drama student, I am sorry to say that I believe he is putting on one hell of a show and I truly believe the tears, the puking and the utter turmoil he is portraying is for the loss of his life, not Reevas. For whatever reason, Oscar killed someone, his girlfriend, on valentines day, that is the cold hard fact, and I think for the first time, I've finally realized that its not actually about HIM, its about REEVA and finding justice for her. Along with that, allowing the family to start trying to rebuild and find some sort of peace in their hearts. At the end of the day, she's gone and she was shot, that is no accident...

Interesting article I found today, an open letter from Jani Allan a South African columnist, broadcaster and animal rights advocate. She was accused of being involved romantically with Eugene Terre'Blanche (right wing political leader, you guys know all about him) however she denied these allegations and in turn went through utter turmoil..her letter speaks for itself...

"Dear Oscar

Many years ago an Afrikaans man fell in love with me. It was a complicated situation. I was a journalist and he was a story.

Things became as messy as a cat’s sandbox. When he drove into the gates of the monument at Paardekraal he was taken to court. I was called as a witness. The man whom I thought was a leader and an inspiration to his people took to calling me obsessively and crying noisily on my answerphone.

Once he drove to my apartment in Sandown in the middle of the night. When I refused to let him in he fell into a drunken stupor outside the door. Another time, he and his wife turned up to beg me to testify favourably and to ‘stop the press’ from writing about us. His young daughter was with them. I implored his wife to make him realize that it was his court case and that he should desist from hounding me. At this, he theatrically fell on his knees and started bawling.

When his Darth Vader mask was removed I saw an unformed man, someone who had no innate integrity, no spirituality and one who certainly had not developed as an individual. What I saw was pitiful and strange and incongruent with whom he purported to be.

His name was Eugene Terre’blanche.

Of course the circumstances were dramatically different from yours, Oscar …He was only to murder a man long after I left the country. But since the best predictor of future behavior is past behavior, I am sure he shed crocodile tears during his court case.

Terre’blanche was cut from the same cloth as you, Oscar. He was given to boasting, vain in all things, narcissistic in the extreme and flying into terrible rages when things didn’t go his way. I suspect this description fits you.

When I first became aware of your fierce competitiveness in the sporting arena, I was admiring of your steely determination. Then there were the eruptions of temper and your fury when you thought you weren’t fairly treated. I realized long ago that you might have been a fast runner, but you never have been sportsmanlike in your behavior. Not on the track or off it.

It is unnecessary to repeat all the stories about guns, cocaine, fast cars and pretty girls. When there is achievement of any kind, people cluster around such a man. But your success was purely physical. You came along, the one in your generation that inspired the imagination for the journey each of us takes.

People want so badly to be reminded of idealism, of triumph against all odds. They love a romance based on selflessness not selfishness. They want the hero to have heart and humanity. They want him to possess psychological and physiological excellence. But the life you led was without spirit. It was a wasteland filled with expensive toys and recidivist acts. The sound of your delighted cackles as you shot at a watermelon – a zombie-stopper – I believe you called it, was so disparate from your whiny-girly mimsy court voice that it’s difficult not to burst out laughing while listening to you.

Oscar, you bought the gun. You chose the bullet that would cause maximum damage.

I have it from a reliable source that you are taking acting lessons for your days in court. Your coach has an impossible task.

Oscar, I look at you mewling and puking in the witness stand. You truly represent everything that the West loathes about white South Africans who live extravagant lives in their expensive laagers. Your constant and preposterously ridiculous statement that you thought it wasn’t Reeva trapped in the bathroom, but an intruder, opens yet another can of haricots. The implication of this is that it would have been more acceptable to shoot an intruder the way you did. Execution from behind a closed door.

Oscar, you are the latest in a long line of faux heroes. Like so many who preceded you, you have betrayed your people and disappointed your fans."

-source: www.2oceansvibe.com

Let it go,

In spirit of my last post, I just want to share the Original Soundtrack piece of Frozen...it did win an Oscar and despite being sung by Demi Lovato, I am obsessed...

You're never to old for a Disney Movie...

So I've been going through such a Disney stage again... it happens, I watch one and then get completely obsessed for a few weeks. It started with a Monday night, standard Monday night, you know...fairly depressing, still tired from weekend activities and the one and only thing I felt like doing was putting on a good old Disney movie. I must confess, I have several on my computer... classics like Lion King, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty and my all time favorite Peter Pan and then the modern Despicable Me, The Croods and my new absolute favorite, Frozen. So Frozen it was to be... such a feel good movie. Its been Oscar nominated, has a killer soundtrack and some really sweet and enjoyable characters. Honestly, Olaf the snowman played by Josh Gad, has me in complete hysterics every time.
Some may call me incredibly juvenile to spend my time watching these movies, but oh my goodness, I promise you it will leave you feeling happier than watching some crazy thriller or a horror vibe! Leave those movies for Thursday/Friday, when the adrenaline is already starting to pump for the weekend. My advice, don't torture yourself with romances or anything that might make your Monday a little bit more depressing, trust me when I say, it is literally impossible to get depressed while watching a Disney...

But that's just me....

Get around differently today...Just for fun!!

Pretty is back!

Hello All,

Been awhile since I've spent some time putting some of my thoughts out into cyber space! So much has happened since I last posted... It seems like a whole season has come and gone! This is actually fundamentally true... Summer has come and is slowly leaving us again...Cant believe how quickly the tans came and went! We had christmas, another new year went by and we are already heading into winter launch. If I look back over my summer, it went by like a crazy roller coaster. The most cliche expression but i really can't better that. It was my first summer holiday working, with very little "holiday" time, in fact 2 weeks to be exact! Very different from the 3 weeks I sent in Thailand last year after graduating. These 2 weeks I spent at home in durban, doing as little as possible with some of the best people. Since then, its just been work work work, not saying that i hate my job because it is virtually impossible to hate designing lingerie, but that's what happens when you grow up and get big I guess. Had some exciting times at work though, had our design brief for autumn/winter 2015! Some truly gorgeous things to get excited for... it looks as though our lingerie trends are going very pretty again. classic. feminine looks are back...its all about being a woman again and looking like one too. For me personally, this is so refreshing. I guess I understand this whole "hipster" trend because lets be honest, the people that pull off the look make it seem seriously cool in their polaroid tumblr pics or instagram snaps. I get it, really. if i could pull it off, I'm guessing I would do it too. But heres where I struggle with it.... I sometimes feel that this look makes it appear as though you are a) trying to hard to be cool or the worse part b) you really need a shower and to give your clothes a good wash. I know this is something you are just not supposed to say, but I feel it necessary. Like I said, there are people that pull off this look so beautifully, many of my friends included, but thats because they know how to combine items together to still look classy. There is a stigma attached to this hipster genre, and I think it is the attitude that is sometimes attached to what should just be a dress sense. Its seemingly become a trend that requires one to become far to cool for anyone that is not on the same wave length. Do not start talking to a hipster about tiger tiger, one direction, selfies, tattoos that say anything to commercial or anything along those lines because you will be made to feel like an absolute idiot with just one raised eye brow. I know I am completely generalizing here but just a thought... I say dress how you like, but lets lose the weird attitude that goes along with it. Just because you're wearing something that came from a box somewhere and someone else is wearing something from TopShop, doesn't make either of you cooler than the other! 

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