One word. Four letters. It makes my palms sweat, my heart pound and my stomach churn. And when said in my presence, it has the power to make my mouth dry, my eyes water and my knees tremble. Whilst the Bee Gees may have said, “It’s only words,” I beg to differ. Because when it…
Tag: chocolate
Cleanin’ out my closet…
2015 started with a bang. No, this wasn’t the sound of perfectly-timed fireworks erupting into breathtaking colours across the night sky. It was in fact the sound of my now-thunderous thighs crashing awkwardly together. Raise your hand if you got a tad too “fezzy” this festive season! (Hey, you in the back there… I see…
The battle of the Big Mac…
It’s often said that we learn something new every day. Whether it’s an entirely new fact that we had no knowledge of before, or a simple “life hack” that makes tasks simpler, better and faster (sorry Standard Bank), what we learn goes a long way and often makes a huge difference to everyday life. What…
Easy, White Chocolate
Yesterday I found my first grey hair. At the tender age of 23. My initial thoughts we as follows: 1) It HAS to be the lighting. 2) I’m way overdue for an eye test. And 3) “Quit playing games with my heart.” I’m simply FAR too youthful (and radiant). And yes.. that was the Backstreet Boys…
(Wo)man Down
This weekend was one for the books. It kicked off with a road trip to the midlands, continued with my sister’s epic wedding that included me catching the bouquet, tequila shots with Aunty Delores (hi Aunty D!) and ended with a Sunday afternoon on the couch. I must just mention that all of the above…
Let it be Lekker!
I am loudly and proudly South African. Nothing will ever change that. As a female born and raised in this great place, I am aware that no nation is without its setbacks. But that’s not what this post is about. This post isn’t going to harp on about what’s wrong with our beautiful country or…
Big Ballin’
Thug life Thursday, noun: A day of the week that allows the white chocolate folk to exponentially bump up their street cred. High-tops are donned, snap backs are snapped and Drake blares on the iTunes of every semi-ghetto pale face. Similar to the observation of every Hump Day, Thug Life Thursdays demand to be celebrated….