tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23597681316067809742024-03-13T19:18:33.335+02:00just a little teacupa small little durbanite in the big old jozi pondAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.comBlogger189125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-78469455437502262162013-03-18T07:23:00.001+02:002013-03-18T07:29:35.080+02:00Something new, and blue<div class="mobile-photo">
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I got this skirt at Mr P yesterday. It's long, soft, navy and has POCKETS!
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Problem is, I'm not quite sure how to wear it/ what to wear it with.
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So I'm asking all of you trendy trendsters to help a sister out. How does it go?
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P.s. that's Beans on the floor there. Part one of my kitten duo.<br />
P.p.s on that note, you should probably know that long skirts on this kind make wonderful play things for kittens. Find the foot can go on for hours!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-69656057684437168752013-03-03T16:14:00.000+02:002013-03-03T16:14:09.386+02:00Wise old... Quora? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I came across this little spot of wisdom on <a href="http://www.quora.com/">Quora</a></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mr Chu's response:</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">These are the most difficult things I've learnt/am still learning.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">1. There are always going to be people who are smarter, better looking, more sociable, and just all around "better" than you. In fact, you'll learn there are LOTS of people who fit that description. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><i style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">To be happy, then, you have to learn to accept yourself and your shortcomings.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">2. Success does indeed come from hard work. Hard work without talent doesn't ensure success, but talent without hard work ensures</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><i style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">mediocrity</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">3. It's unlikely you'll become anything close to your wildest ambitions, simply because you'll learn everyone has big ambitions, and there's only so many slots in this world. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">4. Idealism aside, money = opportunity and therefore matters. Relationships and power matter more.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">5. Friendship isn't forever. Social and economic status does create divides and strains even the oldest relationships.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">6. Your parent(s) basically gave up their freedom to raise you, and deserve a medal. You know this because with only one job on your plate, you already have no time.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">7. Adult life is about learning to live with ambiguity. Remember when you thought you'd have it all sorted out by 30? No. Whether it be your career, your relationships or your beliefs, you will always question whether you are making the right choices and will have to deal with regret.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">8. Metabolism slows.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">I'm sure there's more, but that's all I've got for now..</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>So now you know. </b></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-33323187839348535012013-02-21T07:30:00.000+02:002013-02-21T07:30:02.109+02:00We're Under PressureOh, aren't we all.<br />
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And by all, I mean our nails.<br />
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All my life, I (read, the girls of Durban), joked about the poppies of JHB with their poofed up blond hair do's and their perfect, perfect nails.<br />
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In my late teens I marveled at the girls of The Hills (I sometimes still check out what LC is doing on <a href="http://thebeautydepartment.com/">thebeautydepartment.com</a>). They had this uber social lives and, though we saw them layering on their makeup and curling their hair -always curling, never blowdrying or straightening or just tying in a knot nog al) we never saw them painting their nails.<br />
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So I put this whole perfect nail thing down to pure fantasy thinking that, clearly, there are finger painting fairies that come in the night and blow the perfectly painted nails dry so they don't get duvet marks. You know the ones I'm talking about. I obviously just don't have a fairy!<br />
That, or I missed out on some nail painting part of growing into a lady because I was too busy doing pointe work and swimming laps.<br />
They covered shaving knees in that class too, I'm sure of it.<br />
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So when I got to JHB I just figured that all the working gals must have mani pedis over lunch. Surely?<br />
Or they all go to a super secret salon that opens at bizarre hours just so they can fit this fancy stuff in between work and ALL the socialite-ing.<br />
I didn't crack the nod.<br />
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But then one day, as I was driving along a slow moving freeway as one does so often in JHB, I looked down at my steering wheel and saw... my finger nails.<br />
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It dawned on me - the women of JHB are so particular about their nails because they spend so long looking at them in the car! The non-moving-because-traffic-is-bad car.<br />
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I started to do what so many JHB-dwelling females before me have done.<br />
It started with a nail file. Then there was the hand cream. Then I thought, my car is not moving and my hands are positioned perfectly in front of the air vents so if I paint a nail quick it will dry even quicker!<br />
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And just like that, I became one of them.<br />
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I still don't get the extra volume hair do's, nor do I think I ever will, but at long last, I finally understand the nails.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-85309456826343913292012-12-31T12:26:00.002+02:002012-12-31T12:26:45.951+02:00New (Pinterest) Resolutions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So that was 2012. All done, wrapped up, ready to be filed away into the memory bank.<br />
Since Pinterest was such an integral part of our lives this year, I thought I'd share my 2013 resolutions with you all, Pinterest-style. <br />
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Here are some snippets from my board -<a href="http://pinterest.com/robynveckranges/in-2013/"> In 2013:</a><br />
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You can follow me <a href="http://pinterest.com/robynveckranges/">here</a></div>
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I hope you see in the New Year in a way that is true to where ever this year has led you, and that when the clock strikes 12 you can let the old year go with a happy heart and embrace this new one with renewed passion and enthusiasm. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-21370158920809045652012-12-13T09:09:00.000+02:002012-12-13T09:10:08.012+02:00Are you ready?<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fS8J5cvafJE/UMl_UA_JueI/AAAAAAAABvQ/L-V9VKaQZEs/s1600/photo-708012.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fS8J5cvafJE/UMl_UA_JueI/AAAAAAAABvQ/L-V9VKaQZEs/s320/photo-708012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5821323975192066530" /></a></p>I've hear the to-be-expected "I am SO ready for a holiday" and "Bring on next year, I am done with this one."
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<br>To those people I would just like to say, have you bought your 2013 diary yet?
<br>You cannot claim to be ready for the new year until you have. Seriously.
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<br>I got this on from Typo. I'm ready. Bring on the new year!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-72645458253031191672012-11-23T14:09:00.000+02:002012-11-23T14:10:04.686+02:00Happy Tea Time <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_rZsOwKEKo/UK9nnWbq1PI/AAAAAAAABug/zX7FwibFvC8/s1600/photo-704687.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_rZsOwKEKo/UK9nnWbq1PI/AAAAAAAABug/zX7FwibFvC8/s320/photo-704687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5813979569692792050" /></a></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-19745118420654226942012-11-14T13:17:00.001+02:002012-11-14T13:17:37.434+02:00Thoughtful<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lind9neHzAE/UKN90tVWGjI/AAAAAAAABuA/LK9Xbv_Oasg/s1600/photo-757435.JPG"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lind9neHzAE/UKN90tVWGjI/AAAAAAAABuA/LK9Xbv_Oasg/s320/photo-757435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5810626288713865778" /></a></p>My mom sent me this tea a while ago now so I thought I should finally drink it.
<br>When they said "5 bags with thoughtful tags" they weren't kidding...
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<br>"Strange how a teapot can represent at the same time the comforts of solitude and the pleasures of company."
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<br>And exhale, sigh, breath in the steam. The troubles just waft away.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-71916240483105028422012-11-13T13:08:00.000+02:002012-11-13T13:08:03.877+02:00Gay MarriageI'm all for it, and you should be too.<br />
Here's why:<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-72563065516980170392012-11-12T13:30:00.001+02:002012-11-12T13:30:59.941+02:00Please send me a love letterPreferably inside this:<br />
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It's from <a href="http://shop.cottonon.com/shop/typo/">Typo</a>, but I saw it <a href="http://everythingsamanthahearts.blogspot.com/2012/11/cute-funny-cards.html">here</a>.</div>
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You'll never sip alone again!<br />
Available <a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/product/hidden-animal-mugs">here</a><br />
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I often have to remind myself, more than once, that these people did not grow up like we did. They probably didn't do as much swimming at school and they definitely didn't spend their weekends training on a beach.<br />
No, no. Their upbringing resulted in a slightly different relationship with water.<br />
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Most of the time there is a lot of this:<br />
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When there is an occasional visitor, I hear things like, "Can you do that flippy thing?"<br />
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And don't even get me started on the concept of sharing a lane. It's not something that is done. Ever. Apparently.<br />
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Although the best part was post-bath, cuddled on the couch with some delicious spaghetti bolognaise from my love, there were some tea related highlights during the day, like carrot cake, brownies, and this, from my also-born-in-October friend Jae:<br />
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It's from <a href="http://www.thekitchn.com/why-tea-is-so-very-magical-177235">here</a>. Great, don't you think!<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-43078184550482546042012-10-10T13:24:00.000+02:002012-10-10T13:24:57.663+02:00Wanted: 1 x office space for me to make pretty and keep all of the stationary I will one day own in. An office all for me and only me. Think of the crafting! The making! The doing! The blogging! NEED!<br />
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Oh, to have a house with ample corners for offices. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-80431702214882396252012-10-08T13:02:00.002+02:002012-10-08T13:02:30.723+02:00#firstworldproblemsAs they said on<a href="http://www.2oceansvibe.com/2012/10/08/radvertising-firstworldproblems-read-by-third-world-people-kony-2012-is-back-video/"> 2oceansvibe</a>, this is some radvertising!<br />
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<a href="http://waterislife.com/">Waterislife.com</a> put together <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=oQrUHFLGkEA">this video</a> using #firstworldproblems to highlight third world problems.<br />
How great is it? <br />
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Aaaand share. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-21309776562596559262012-10-04T17:28:00.003+02:002012-10-04T17:28:54.729+02:00Shine on, you crazy diamondI just found this, I think it's amazing. I think you might too. <br />
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Full size <a href="http://images.fastcompany.com/upload/creative-life-2-xl-1.jpg">here</a><br />
Found <a href="http://images.fastcompany.com/upload/creative-life-2-xl-1.jpg">here</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-72051491074351606252012-10-04T13:06:00.000+02:002012-10-04T13:06:03.538+02:00Hey there!I'm back! I know, I know, I've been a bad blogger. But before you get frowny on me, let me tell you where I've been!<br />
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I was in Durban because my sister got married!!!!!!<br />
<a href="http://www.facebook.com/DerrynSemplePhotography">Derryn </a>took beautiful pictures of her in her dress that my mom <b>made!</b><br />
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We wore these beautiful dresses by <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Reine-by-Kathrin-Kidger/78544913358?fref=ts">Kathrin Kidger</a><br />
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We walked up the aisle to this song<br />
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And they danced to this song<br />
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And the sun shone it's warm little rays onto us. Not a single drop of rain!<br />
All in all, a beautiful day! And now, Miss V is a Mrs B! But to me, she'll always be my Snot.<br />
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Congratulations! <br />
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“A little over a year ago, The United Nations declared internet access a basic human right. You are a change agent whether you know it or not. Whether you want to be or not. Everyday you blithely browse your virtual network you participate in an engine of social transformation,” says <a href="http://open-site.org/" target="_blank">Opensite.org</a>.</blockquote>
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I got chills from this. It put the fight back in my social step. Welcome to the <a href="http://wallblog.co.uk/2012/09/19/welcome-to-the-hyper-revolution-how-change-went-digital/">Hyper Revolution</a> my friends, welcome. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-89474184645783544072012-09-18T08:37:00.001+02:002012-09-18T08:37:20.949+02:00Can I start over?This morning I
<br>1. Cancelled my alarm in my efforts to push snooze.
<br>2. Split my cap as I was about to jump in the pool.
<br>3. Was told I can't swim without a cap just when I had convinced myself that 2kms of kicking would be fun.
<br>4. Found an obvious mark on my white t-shirt from where someone ironed the printed label on the inside onto the outside.
<br>5. Lost one earring.
<br>6. Forgot my ipod.
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<br>Today I
<br>1. Got half an hour extra sleep.
<br>2. Get to buy new a new swimming cap. What colour should I choose?
<br>3. Get to sing for the island all. Day. Long.
<br>4. Got to work early. Now I can leave early and go for that swim.
<br>5. Am really appreciate my coffee.
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<br>See what I did there?
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<br>Hope you're off to a better start!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-28602499149551983022012-09-10T12:59:00.002+02:002012-09-10T12:59:21.586+02:00It's not silliness, it's spirit.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-83216715511815730902012-09-10T07:16:00.002+02:002012-09-10T07:16:54.168+02:00You really, really areIf, like me, you have a very busy day ahead of you, with so so many things on the To Do list.<br />
If, like me, you are feeling a little less than fabulous because of that thing you ate, didn't get to gym and are endorphin-less.<br />
If, like me, you need a little extra push today... here you go:<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9H4EXOUjLP4/UE13bcOITsI/AAAAAAAABm4/WrRpk7CILr0/s1600/you-are-amazing-inspirational-quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9H4EXOUjLP4/UE13bcOITsI/AAAAAAAABm4/WrRpk7CILr0/s400/you-are-amazing-inspirational-quote.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
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Go forth and conquer, tea in hand.<br />
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pic found <a href="http://ladywithabirthmark.wordpress.com/2012/05/01/you-are-amazing/">here</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-1587170766071911822012-09-08T15:47:00.000+02:002012-09-08T15:50:16.580+02:00It's cold outside<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apvP8N1oXyU/UEtNGfhToCI/AAAAAAAABmU/DaQTEgiyrdw/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA2NTEtMjAxMjA5MDgtMTUzOC5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-716580"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apvP8N1oXyU/UEtNGfhToCI/AAAAAAAABmU/DaQTEgiyrdw/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA2NTEtMjAxMjA5MDgtMTUzOC5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-716580" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5785802920223285282" /></a></p>But these two little trees are as adamant as I am that Spring is here.
<br>Sure my short sleeves are covered by these jerseys that have overstayed their welcome in the front of my closet, but these two trees put a smile on my face and make me long for those sticky summery days whenever I venture out of home.
<br>Keep going little trees!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-48965969857419758372012-09-06T07:56:00.000+02:002012-09-06T08:06:35.992+02:00Sweet, Sweet Sorbet<div class="mobile-photo">
In honour of my faraway Mama's birthday and arrival on home turf, I took her to <a href="http://sorbet.co.za/">Sorbet</a> for a little mani pedi.</div>
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Although we were in separate rooms, I could hear her delight when the deluxe pedi started with actual 'sanding' of the feet, not the dainty attempts at exfoliation you get elsewhere.
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I was thoroughly impressed with the experience- the yummy smelling exfoliator and even yummier smelling creams... Well, except for the part when the manicurist called me out on my Very Dry Cuticles. I made a comment about winter having just ended and how surprised I was when I first wore sandals and realised, "Hey! I have toes!" She wasn't impressed. Not quite Joburg poppie standards, dear Robyn.
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So, I got some <a href="http://www.mavala.co.uk/nails/nail-products/cuticle-oil">Mavala cuticle oil</a> and will apply it dutifully, and I will definitely be going back to Sorbet sometime. (Sponsorships??)
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I picked an OPI colour but forgot to check the name. What a bad blogger I am. But I have pretty nails nonetheless.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnAeIpgFY2w/UEg7vaMGKXI/AAAAAAAABlo/F-GNhFmz2ww/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253Fc29yYmV0MS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-764723"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5784939407027349874" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnAeIpgFY2w/UEg7vaMGKXI/AAAAAAAABlo/F-GNhFmz2ww/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253Fc29yYmV0MS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-764723" style="cursor: move;" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359768131606780974.post-77275959728195938132012-09-05T13:42:00.000+02:002012-09-05T13:44:32.374+02:00Product Review<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbDrXTWmBRM/UEc7IRyicYI/AAAAAAAABlI/7F5NhpN12T8/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA2NDUtMjAxMjA5MDUtMTMzOC5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-772375"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbDrXTWmBRM/UEc7IRyicYI/AAAAAAAABlI/7F5NhpN12T8/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA2NDUtMjAxMjA5MDUtMTMzOC5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-772375" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5784657259781058946" /></a></p>Cadbury Bubbly.
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<br>The verdict: it's a little messy to eat and quite hard to break off little pieces because it has bubbles as opposed to the regular chocolate rectangles. So as long as you don't mind eating a little more than you maybe should, and trust me- you won't mind- you'll be good. It's a pretty fun looking chocolate and tastes amazing. :)
<br>Go get one... Now.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681993768014257125noreply@blogger.com0