Sailor Party!

Ahoy me maties! The long awaited Sailor Party finally took place on Friday night. There's not much I can say about the party, because the photos will truly speak for itself. What a night it was! The outfits were a bit risqué, but that's what we're all about. Creating a stir. Besides, I've never received so many free shooters or posed for photos as much as I did that night. We mingled, we danced, we teazed, we laughed, we drank, we flirted, we took over and we had an absolute blast! Happy Birthday again to one of my best friends!

My sister and I with the birthday girl.

Me with the boyfriend.

Double Trouble...

Birthday girl with her sailor boy

Everybody loves a costume party!

Me with my potential brother-in-law

And so the posing continued...

Some party guests

... and more

I'm not referring to this guy in particular, bu there is just something about a man in uniform.

It really is hard to put gloves back on when you've got alcohol in your system. I guess that's why I lost mine that night.

I loved my costume uniform. It made me feel like a Captain!
Happy Monday everyone. How are ya'll feeling? I think my weekend is catching up with me.

Jemma
(Images: writer's own. Please do not copy/ use without permission.)

Weekend Madness!

What started out to be a "manicure and pedicure evening" on Friday, turned into a complete wild party. So, two of my best friends came over to my place and we did our nails, caught up on the latest while drinking wine and listening to all our favourite music. To me, wine plus great music, equals party vibe. Even though we decided beforehand that we're not going out, it was this equation that led us to our favourite party spot. Oh boy, how I wish I can just say no at times. We decided that we're not dressing up or going to do effort with hair and make-up. We went out just the way we looked. Flat shoes and pony-tails. Then, as luck would have it, we bumped into so many familiar faces and friends. No matter how shit and ordinary we looked, we got more free drinks that night, than at any other party before! None of us spent a dime. In fact, I came home with R100 extra! We danced up a storm, mingled, had a few shooters and decided, we're going to go crash a house party in Loevenstein. Technically speaking, I was invited, but, at the time, decided that a quiet evening at home would be the more responsible option. You know, seeing that I had a breakfast date at the Mount Nelson Hotel early Saturday morning.

We got to the house party and immediately hit the dance floor. When I saw KFM DJ, Denver Apollus, in charge of the music, I knew that the majority of my evening would be spent dancing. Again, bumped into many friends and even the ex boyfriend *dramatic music plays*. Two of my gal pals left early(ish), which kinda left me and my other friend stranded. No car and no house keys. When the party was finally over and I walked outside for the first time, the sun was shining! I was like, oh gawd, please tell me it's 05h00. Unfortunately not. I had one hour to find a way home, freshen up and get my ass to the hotel. Yeah, so that didn't exactly work out according to plan. Seeing that my friend and I both locked ourselves out of our houses, we had no way of getting dressed OR had access to my car. Needless to say, I had to skip the birthday breakfast (yes, I'm a shit friend and I feel even shittier) because I still had to go to the boyfriend who, apparently, had a surprise planned for me. I felt like death warmed up, no matter how many energy drinks I downed.

The boyfriend and I went out for drinks and, even though I swore to never touch alcohol again, I had a Hunters Extreme in the hope of feeling better. That didn't work. Food is what my body needed. Next stop was a vineyard. You'd think this is the last place I'd want to be, but all I wanted was to sit down and eat something healthy. A glass of dry white wine and a chicken and litchi salad later, I felt a little better, but still not capable of making small-talk. My energy was mainly used for keeping my eyes open. After that, we met up with friends again because everyone felt like going out and dancing. Me? I would swop my car for a few hours' sleep! But, not wanting to be the party-pooper or miss out on anything, I went along. After a few more drinks and the right song, I suddenly felt ready for a party all over again. We went out dancing and got home 'round 02h30. Now, it's been over 24 hours since I last slept, so I just couldn't wait to get home! The surprise my boyfriend had planned, was that we were gonna see 30 Seconds to Mars perform in Cape Town, then sleep at a hotel. Yeah, so that didn't work out either. Again. So I don't know if I should be cross with myself for going way too big Friday night or pissed off with him for not taking me anyway. Tired or hungover! I mean, I was dragged along to go dancing!

Sunday I felt like a human-being again! We went to Paarl for a late lunch and, for the first time that weekend, I ate proper food! Man, steak and veggies never tasted so good before. Oh, naturally, I had wine.

I'm glad this weekend is over, but I'm not happy to be at work today! I'd much rather sleep some more or soak up the sun. Heck, I'd rather do dishes than sit here!

Happy Monday folks!

This week I will detox, exercise and take it easy, because this coming weekend is going to be a hectic one!

J

This Weekend I...

... visited friends in Wellington and partied in Stellenbosch. It's nice to get away from the bright lights of the City and surround myself with a different scenery. Two things I did this weekend - and those who know me will probably laugh - which were completely out of my comfort zone, and simply because I'm one fussy chick, were staying on a farm and going to a 'lang-arm' place. What's so odd about this? Well, I love these two things as much as I love public bathrooms and camping in a tent. It's just not how I roll. The whole 'farm thing' was, erm, bearable, because I love animals, but who would've thought that chickens and cows can be so noisy. And then I'm not even going to elaborate on the smells, flies, muddy pot holes and hayfever. Yes, I'm a 'typical girl from the City'. Thank you for that one.

After the torture at this 'lang-arm' place, I was relieved when we could go dancing in Stellenbosch Saturday evening. It was nice to dance to 'real' music again and mingle with fashion-forward people. I even bumped into friends and made new ones.

It's almost impossible to just get a nice picture-perfect normal picture with the boyfriend.

Then we took to the stage for some serious dancing and that's where we stayed for the remainder of the night. The DJ was awesome!

This weekend made me realise, yet again, that it doesn't matter where you are in the world, but if you're with a fun crowd and great people, you'll have fun. No matter what. Yes, even on a farm.

Aargh, counting down the days till Friday. Man, I sometimes feel like I'm living for weekends only. Ooh and pay days.

J
(Images: writer's own)

This Weekend I...

... took a few days off from work for an extended weekend and it did wonders! Not only did I take a much needed, and well-deserved, break, I also went on a girls' weekend. Hence me being so quiet on cyberspace the past couple of days. Friday morning early I packed the car, met up with five of my girl friends and hit the road!

This is what the house looked like which we stayed in. Beautiful, huh?

We then slipped into something more comfortable and had wine in the sun. Usually a recipe for disaster, but it totally relaxed me. Maybe a bit too much.

Next stop, Cubana. Cocktails and whale-watching.

And a virgin cocktail for my pregnant friend...

The next day we went shopping, sight-seeing and wine tasting. But first, a healthy breakfast.

Yes, I do actually play the piano.

On our way back home, we saw a house that was destroyed by fire - obviously many moons ago - so we decided to go inside and take photos. Technically it's not 'breaking an entry', because nobody lives there. Not that we care about rules anyway...



Got home, had more wine, ate loads of jelly beans, lounged around in bikinis and soaked up the sun. These really are the things weekends are made of.

After too much wine (is there really such a thing as too much wine?), we went to paint the teensy town RED.

This is it! This is what I did the (long) weekend. Hermanus was so much fun that we decided to go again this weekend. Also because the people asked really nice.

J