Hi darlings!
This week calls for so much celebration as it is not only Friyay! but also payday for some of us – and we are finally saying the big “bye” to winter in just one more week. I’ll say cheers to that.
As always, your girl spent the past week out and about, starting off with the finale of Survivor SA: Philippines in Cape Town, where she almost froze to death. It was all worth it though, as your gossip girl got to be part of a live TV set, watching homeboy Tom Swartz represent the Bay and take home the title of “sole Survivor”. Many fans of the show – yours truly included – were quite surprised to see Tom take home the big prize as he wasn’t most people’s cup of tea. It goes to show how we really should quit trying to be liked – and just keep our eyes on the ball.
From the ice-cold Mother City, I woke up to a summery day in the Bay – perfect weather to enjoy last Saturday’s Nelson Mandela University International Culture Festival at Donkin Village. As expected, the venue was crawling with students and there was quite a vibe. As for the food, I’m afraid it was a no-no for Skinners. Much of what I had was dull and tasteless but, in the students’ defence, I imagine it’s quite tricky to prepare food for a crowd as large as the one the festival attracted when you’re not a pro. But please do get me some Cameroonian men to dance for me any day. Yaaass please!
Your girl also got a taste of jollof rice and some tips on how to make what was probably the tastiest dish of the day, because the girl needs to be ready for when her Nigerian hubby finally shows up! Our South African emcee, fitness trainer Yanga Lusasa, had the girls losing it. Hands off, ladies. The man is a father and a husband, well, at least according to his Instagram profile.
Anywho, while your Skinners was mingling and turning it up in Cape Town, one of her minions was at the Boardwalk Hotel where Camelot Spa launched the Cellu M6 medical machine and invited the who’s who of PE. And by who’s who I mean the likes of the “legally stylish” Sonja Tifloen, Francesca Scribante (who I hear rocked red lips like no other) and Mandlakazi Skefile. According to my minion, there was no short supply of eye candy, as Mr PE Ofentse Boloko and Lukholo Badi from Imveli Cycling were in the mix. Skinners would like to take a ride in that car of yours, Ofentse. I think I will probably need the machine to help me with the tyre that has taken residence on my midriff before summer. Thanks to Camelot Spa owner Vivienne Marks.
Same time, same place next week, darlings!