Great fashion sense amid sartorial failure
OH dahlings, yours truly is in demand. Club Billionaires in KwaDwesi, for the Jack Daniels music scout event, was Skinnerbek's first stop. According to the invitation, organisers were introducing the biggest thing to hit the streets since hip-hop: T-bo Touch, Mandla "Spikiri" Mofokeng and Vinny Da Vinci were billed as the scouts, so I put on my best gear so as not to feel out of place.
Time ticked by but there was no sign of the scouts, only the promo girls dressed in skimpy branded tops, jeans and killer heels. I actually envied them as Skinnerbek's legs would not be able to carry the rest of your Gossip Girl for two seconds in those numbers!
At least the patrons were not bothered when it was announced the scouts were not coming after all, meaning that there was not even a DJ competition. One of the participants, Asanda Astamatic Matya, also did not even bother to pitch.
So off to Cubana for 5fm's DJ Ryan. It was all the usual suspects and I really think ANC Youth League member Khuselo Mqhoboli should get a membership card considering the fact that he's always there. There's no dull moment with Mqhoboli around. As people were dancing, he decided to go all political with an unknown guy. They argued about being each other's seniors. Oh my word! That was simply not the place or the time. Anyway, we bounced to DJ Ryan's hip-hop, which was followed by commercial house. I take my hat off to resident DJ, Ashley – for me he was the star of the day. He knows which buttons to press to get the people dancing to his music.
After making sure I burned enough calories on the dance floor, I headed home where my bed was waiting for me. On Saturday the venue was Finezz fusion restaurant for the next JD music scout leg. DJs Sos, Farazz and Shane kept people entertained with a lot of deep house and hip-hop. Hopefully, one of them will get to win the trip to America.
Skinnerbek also recently cracked the nod to attend the Khayalethu Youth Centre benefit at the Boardwalk, with the promise of rubbing shoulders with our one and only premier, Noxolo Kiviet. So I brushed up on my etiquette, protocol and fashion acumen (after all, we know the premier has great dress sense). But the dress code threw me off – who still does semi-formal? The fashion horrors I had to live through, I would rather not remember; people in jeans and short-sleeved checked shirts. Seriously. For a gala! The usual lamb shank and chocolate mousse was on the menu – can we please get a bit more creative with the food?
The beacon of hope was "Twinkle Toes" Kiviet and she did not disappoint, pulling some moves on the dance floor and looking great in a calf-length, crystal-embroidered cream dress, paired with two-tone shoes – a vision of elegance. I wish she would pass on her dress sense to her cadre Wandisile Jikeka. Seriously, sir, did you undress one of your bodyguards en route to the function?
Marietjie van der Merwe, head of the Khayalethu centre, was styling in a beautiful two-piece corset dress with gold twinkle – she really cleans up well.
The main reason for the benefit was to raise funds for the Khayalethu centre, but it was a pity the auction went on for what seemed like forever, a whole 180 minutes, and this after we'd had dinner.
Raven Rungan snapped up a stay at Sun City with a cool R23000 bid, adding to the much-needed funds for the centre – he certainly restored my faith in humanity.
