WE know February is meant to be hot but this past weekend the city’s nightlife was a scorcher when the Metro FM Heatwave hit town. On Saturday yours truly made her way to Hobie Beach – as did thousands of other party people.
There was no space to move and I was seriously impressed by the number of people who piled in for the event.
The VIP area was crammed with wannabe young women who apparently don’t mind sleeping rich and waking up poor, as the saying goes – and there were a couple of sugardaddies about.
I bumped into Metro FM’s sexy boy, Lulo Cafe. Oh my word, he just sends shivers down my spine.
Purari Gotyana, who was running around like a headless chicken, looked fresh in his new hairdo.
But the Bay TV crew couldn’t resist exchanging their accreditation to get their friends into the media tent. Sies, where is your dignity – is there any need for the whole crew to attend or was the free food the attraction?
Presenter Naledi Boltina, you are such a sweet young thing, but you should give that jumpsuit a rest.
Back we go to the party vibe, the “kick doctor”, Dr Malinga, looked colourful in his green suit and yellow T. Singer Phakes Kota was with his fiance, Zonke. There, your Skinnerbek said it. Phakes will soon be off the market; tough luck ladies. A lot is happening for Phakes as he also shared that he will be opening a tshisanyama with a difference soon.
BEE presenter Pastor Nozewu was at the Heatwave with his wife, Lulu.
The two were inseparable and even followed each other to the loo.
Remember the owner of Diamond Club in Parliament Street – Unathi? He told everyone who cared to listen that he would be adding a Rolls Royce to his fleet of cars. Minutes later Mr Rolls Royce was involved in a fist fight with an unknown guy. Luckily one of the organisers, Tebogo Taunyane, managed to separate them before it got ugly.
Next time you two want to stage a boxing match please make use of the proper venue.
After the Heatwave the natural progression was down the road to Cubana, where service was a touch scant and the intermingled fragrances on the dance floor make for quite a potpourri cocktail. Next time they should hand out roll-ons with the hand towels in the little rooms.
I am sure Markham made a pretty penny selling checkered or gingham shirts. I have seldom observed such a high concentration of the same style per square metre in one venue.
Lee Duru was in town and her party seemed to have a disagreement with some fellow Cubana patrons. The words, “Do you know who I am? I am Lee Duru,” may have been spoken, shame. DJ Sbu also made a brief appearance, looking chic in jeans and a jacket.
From the sounds of house and kwaito to the soothing tunes of the Eastern Cape Philharmonic Orchestra’s Concert in the Park. Eish, we need rain – Victoria Park looked so yellow and dry. Soloist Nianell, cool in a purple empire waist dress with silver kitten heels, and Prince Lengoasa, dapper in white pants and a two-tone shirt, spirited us away. There was not a dry eye in the house when Nianell sang Mama Papa, a song dedicated to her parents. And when she belted out Time to Say Goodbye I caught SABC’s Janine Lee’s other half wiping away a tear, though at this stage I was already doing the ugly cry.
On Sunday night Barbara’s place in Njoli was the place to be. Umhlobo Wenene DJs kept us all on the dance floor and people came in with their camp chairs. But there were no lights outside, so people had to use the lights from their cars. Hopefully next time they can sort that out.
Have a super Valentine’s Day, y’all – and spoil that special guy or gal in your life! With love, your gossip gal, xoxo.