Molweni ! Greetings dear friends,

So last night I attended the 12 Rooms Exhibition at CCXIX but before I continue to unfold how the night came to be, my sole purpose of going there was to see the painting of Azola, qha. I was quite ignorant as to what the exhibition consisted of initially, but boy was my mind blown when I walked in.

Driving through the congested street of Albert Rd was a slight challenge - generally because I did not know where the location of the venue was - but with assistance of a lady who clearly pointed out that it was on the the main road (yeah, I know) we found the location.

 I spotted a good amount of old people outside the venue drenched in their "I left work like this" attires holding a glass of white wine, conversing with the next, I figured "hmm, this should be the place."  I entered the crowded space with the intention of just seeing paintings but rather before my sight (excluding the mass people) I saw an opportunity for an adventure - 12 rooms.

Seeing the likes of Kyle Roux’s elegant Art Deco room with a modern cultural touch and Michele Throssell, an interior designer, whom showcased some iconic chair designs and beautifully patterned pillows with her own original wallpaper was enticing. Many other impeccably talented designers and artists filled these rooms with their works and this was all under one roof, dammit !

The ambiance was lekker. 

Free food and drinks and good music; what more could one ask for on a Thursday night? 

Laduma's room, where Loyiso's painting of Azola was situated, brought a somewhat smile to my face. A room filled with oodarkie (black people) I felt this sense of coziness which was latter explained to me that that was the objective. The Rondavel inspired room included complimentary pieces by Andile Dyalvane's distinctive 'Once Off' ngqayi  and Mlondolozi Hempe, also known as 'mlo__creates', showcased his beautiful furniture designs, including the potjie (African pot) inspired chair. 

The evening was intimate and just right and finally seeing the striking painting 'Isidima' by Loyiso , which awkwardly bared resemblance to my outfit, added a pleasant touch to the night.

All in all, it was a well-rounded evening of existing artists and new designs while doing the justice of showcasing the works of upcoming artists. It was greaaaat. 

Sharp.

Awe my mense !

It is that mighty time of the year, that DIY time son.

What have I been doing lately? Well, first and foremost I'd like to congratulate myself for finally leaving that hell hole of a call centre because man, I swear it was literally sucking the sanity out of me.

Quitting my job has a perk = More blog time, yippee ! But the downside = I'm 18 and unemployed, bleh.

Time away from the world, i.e. me spending days on end in bed browsing the net, has given me the opportunity to observe what the South African blog sphere is about. And in conclusion: It's commercial, westernized and it pretty much sucks. Therefore, I'd like to be the "somewhat" difference.

I've been wearing the black lip since the day I was conceived and I figured I should opt for a change since my dark green lip phase did not last.

Why the matte grey lip?

It is subtle yet effective. Following the easy steps from this tutorial should make the process of finding your perfect shade a breeze. It's not rocket science.

Will it compliment your skin tone?

Like I said, finding the perfect shade is not rocket science. And the definite upside is the obvious fact that you're in control of the outcome. Therefore, if you'd like a lighter grey, add more concealer and the darker grey, add more black. Not only does the concealer give it a matte finish, it gives off a velvet-like feel on the lips and it does not dry-up - well, that solely depends on your concealer make but do know that Vaseline is a friend indeed.

I'll definitely be sporting this look this winter. Try it out and let me know how it goes.

Sharp.

The inspiration behind Banana Ting Tings.
1. Maroc, couleur désert (Morocco, desert colour) exhibition taken by Serge Anton.
2. Princess of Nubia  by Foyin Og.

Greetings Reader,

I realize it's been a minute but now I'm here and there's a lot of creativity to be shared. Let's get to it?

I stumbled across the Morocco, desert colour exhibition images on Dynamic Africa and I was pretty much amazed at the imaginative art direction of the shoot. I figured,  "Heck yeah ! I'm inspired and I would love to execute this from my perspective.", and the only way being was to: ask my brother's girlfriend to be the photographer, dig through some items of clothing that do not belong to me and hang a poes heavy lounge carpet on the washing line.

And may I mention that Foyin had once upon a Sunday posted some appealing images of herself - which I was pretty much obsessed with. When she had posted a similar look to the images, Princess of Nubia, I was like eff yes dammit. Those gems above the brows are the future.

Moving right along...

After much delay due to the attempt to blotch my eyebrows out and styling some stolen items from my brother's, Mama's and Makhulu's wardrobe the natural light was fading quickly (and the gloomy Cape Town weather was not helping either).

We headed to the neighbour's hedge, which still attracted some light,  in our contrasting outfits. The "bypassers" were not staring (it's rude to assume one is staring) but rather they were looking ... for a rather long time. 

Finally, we managed to produce something worth posting. I hope you like it. Sharp.  

A special thanks to Vuvu Maseti for being a grand  photographer.

Outfit one |  Jacket - Polo; Shirt - YekaMakhulu; Pants - 466/64; Shoes - Jenni Button.

Outfit two | Hat - YekaMakhulu nayo; Jacket  - Nike; Dress - custom made, belongs to Tawina's cousin; Shoes - Plum; Backpack - Hurley.

 All these items were hand-me-downs, haha, I can't afford these ting tings !