So on Saturday I braved the travel, went to the other side of the Bay and landed at the Emandulo Cultural Music Festival in Uitenhage. The vibe was nice and the line-up even better but people in the VIP tent were fuming because all they got were free chairs and an undercover seating area. LOL!
Babes Wodumo made her way to the stage and performed for about half an hour. Babes was looking all kinds of thick and showed off just why she is regarded as SA’s national treasure.
I also spotted cricketer Lonwabo Tsotsobe at the event, wearing a flashy gold jacket. I presume poor Tsotsobe did not have the right hook-up at the event because he was not seated at the VVIP tent. Oh how the mighty have fallen – from world renowned bowler down to local disc jockey watching the VVIP section from the sidelines, but I guess being in the VIP section was still better than the chaotic general section.
It seems it’s going to be a long eight years hey – but, on the bright side, he’s survived one year of his eight-year ban. While the likes of Lonwabo ponder their decision-making skills, it seems that Nathi Mankayi and Ringo Madlingozi’s talents are timeless as watching them perform feels as good as it did when they were new in the game.
Moving on from music to all things fashion, one of your Skinnerbek minions attended the Luce della Moda show by Braemore Lundall-Sauls on Saturday night and raved about the models as much as the fabulous fashion. Seems they included body-painted waiters, sexy topless dancers, beautiful models, some very talented drag artists and even a daring 68-year-old with grey hair. Sorry I missed it, please give us more Braemore!
Then your Skinners attended the launch party of the anticipated Mandela Bay Fashion Week at Shisa African Restaurant on Wednesday night. While not many things excite this gossip girl, the reality of having our very own fashion week is all I seem to think about this time of the year.
So I just had to experience it for myself, from the launch to (hopefully) when they close their doors on Sunday with the Locally Yours market. While the party did not boast as many familiar faces as I had anticipated, it was still almost a full house with the show’s models (who made me feel super old), some sponsors and organisers.
But because your gossip gal has publicly committed to “Ocsober”, she missed out on those Amarula welcome drinks and didn’t stay long. Even if I had planned on staying, by now you all probably know me well enough to know that being at a night jol with these young’uns makes me uncomfortable. Call it maternal instinct if you will.
All roads lead to #MandelaBayFashionWeek for the rest of the week for your girl. We’ll chat again next week, ciao!