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I really love candy. I must have some form chocolate everyday. And after every meal (breakfast included) I have to fight the urge to get pudding. Let’s hope this love affair doesn’t end in diabetes.

Enjoy your lunch hour South Africa!

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“His face was like a law of nature – a thing one could not question, alter or implore.”

Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead


Kareena is a Sydney born, London based artist, designer and self-confessed daydreamer who collects fine bone china tea sets, but prefers to drink coffee.”

Ditto.


Some sweet things I found on weheartit to day:

View my weheartit collection.


From Skunkboy Creatures, creative and inspiring site.


“This world is the battleground of tormented and agonized beings who continue to exist only by each devouring the other. Therefore, every beast of prey in it is the living grave of thousands of others, and in its self-maintenance is a chain of torturing deaths. Then in this world the capacity to feel pain increases with knowledge, and therefore reaches its highest degree in man, a degree that is the higher the more intelligent the man. To this world the attempt has been made to adapt the system of optimism, and to demonstrate to us that it is the best of all possible worlds. The absurdity is glaring. However, an optimist tells me to open my eyes and look at the world and see how beautiful it is in the sunshine, with its mountains, valleys, rivers, plants, animals, and so on. But is the world, then, a peep show? These things are certainly beautiful to behold, but to be them is something quite different.

– Arthur Schopenhauer, On the Vanity and Suffering of Life


Even since before we left for Durban I’ve had this song in my head, and it’s exactly how I feel. If my trip made me realize anything it is that I have to move to the sea. It is where my heart belongs, where I am the happiest and most content. I made a conscious decision to prioritize this goal and work extra hard to build my dream beach home. To move away from the city and start ending this very long chapter in my life.


It took me a long time to write this post, because I get so emotional just remembering… My best friend got married on the 2nd of April. “Best friend” is a bit of an understatement, “soul sister” is the correct term. We are both only children and life blessed us with each other. I longed for a sibling my entire life, many early birthdays were spent explaining to me that wishing on candles couldn’t make it so. When I transferred to a local high school from boarding school we didn’t get along at first but we soon discovered a mutual love for gossip. *giggles* We started to write each other letters and soon we were inseparable.

I was so honored when she chose me to be one of her bridesmaids, that I could be a part of her special day. Together with the other two crazy maids we planned a fabulous bachelorette and we made sure Mariska enjoyed her last single days.

The venue they chose (Avianto) was incredibly romantic, and we spent the night before and the night after at this magical place:

She gave me the choice to see her dress but I chose to keep it a surprise until that day. Which wasn’t the best idea, I started crying when I saw it, and did not stop until I got in to bed that night. The dress weighed more than 10 kg!

It took four of us to dress her.

The make up artist was incredible! As soon as I find out who she is I’m linking to her. She studied fine arts at my university and she was there for Mariska (a total stranger to her) when neither of us could be. And of course her work was amazing!

Mariska asked me to design her ring, and I tried, but I soon realized I wasn’t nearly equipped for the project. Luckily I know people who know people (thanx dad!) and I arranged a day at an excellent jeweler where she picked her own diamond and specified her own setting and design. She also had a ring made for her husband to be.

She made such a pretty bride, I kept thinking, “Wow, this looks like a Vogue shoot”.

I hate to do this but you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to see the rest…


More blue inspiration, and better yet from a South African artist. Well… *cough* born in Russia *cough*… Vladimir Tretchikoff (1913 – 2006) is famous for his blue (and green) ladies, this one is my favorite:

I love this quote from fashion designer, Wayne Hemingway: “He achieved everything that Andy Warhol stated he wanted to do but could never achieve because of his coolness.” (Just Above The Mantelpiece) It might be a “developing” country thing, but this quote makes me feel so good! Especially since in the course my university presents in Visual Communication, when we discussed Pop art, we discussed Warhol. Why is that? So it’s great to see that people do recognize the contributions of South African artists, even if it has to come from abroad.

Further proof of my complaint is even documented on Wikipedia’s entry on Tretchikoff, “The South African National Gallery never acquired an original Tretchikoff because they did not “really regard Tretchikoff as a South African artist”. Wow… well done guys, somewhere an art director should be rotting with regret. A South African Picasso and we treated him like Van Gogh.

This picture is from Hemingway’s home:

I want one too…


I had to go to the doctor today. I really hate going to the doctor. But I felt like nothing could get me down after watching today’s Google animation in honor of Martha Graham.
It’s excellent!

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