I had this app on my phone that would alert me when someone had unfollowed me on Instagram. I would always feel so defeated when I got a notification that I had lost 5 followers. A week later, another 5 followers lost and so on it would go. I would spend unnecessary time trying to figure out why and worse, question my social media presence. Losing followers would make me feel discouraged and resulted in me wanting to give up on my blog altogether. It’s funny how something so insignificant can have such a huge impact on your self-worth.Continue reading →
Currently listening to Dive by Ed Sheeran – Obsessed with this song.
I spend a lot of time putting together content for my blog. Some weeks I will write a short fictional story, and other weeks I’ll write something that’s motivational. However, this week I found myself sitting on my bed looking at the images below and wondering what to write. As many writers will know, this is a daunting feeling, especially when the words just don’t appear. This is otherwise known as writers block and can attack at any given time. In times like these I find it’s best to step away from my laptop get outside and focus on things like conversations I’ve had with people. So while sitting outside, enjoying a cup of tea, it got me thinking about a conversation I had with one of my good friends. The conversation was about the progress of my blog and how far I have come with every look post. My friend probably didn’t realize it at the time, but in that moment she was motivating me to see things differently so that I may motivate someone else in return. Continue reading →
I recently had the opportunity to be part of an amazing campaign, and along with that campaign came the pleasure of meeting some pretty extraordinary woman. I spent the entire day working with a room full of body-positive woman that just oozed with confidence. I will reveal more about this campaign in April, so stay tuned. It’s worth the wait.Continue reading →
I love being a part of creating bold statements. I’d say this color creation by the esteemed hair stylist Tracey Serfontein to the bold and beautiful people of Cape Town speaks wonders. I have always played it safe with pastel colors, so naturally this color came as a huge shock to many who know me. None the less I still decided to have some FUN with this unique shade of bright orange and so I teamed up with Tegan Smith Photography to do a mini shoot. Continue reading →
I open up a bottle of chardonnay, fill up my glass and press play. Rihanna blares through my bedroom speakers as I get ready for New Year’s Eve. This year is a lot different to previous years. In the past I spent my night’s muddy feet stomping along to someone’s car radio at some far away camp ground. That has been the tradition for a few years’ now and I’d be lying if I said I enjoyed it. I’m not a camper, nor am I a glamper for that matter. So, you would understand my excitement knowing this year I get to dress up, slap on some make-up and get to dance the night away on something other than mud and grass. Continue reading →
In South Africa, December is our summer time as well as our festive time – Ke December Boss. As Capetonians we live for summer days, we spend all of winter planning what we’d do. We think of all the long days we’d spend poolside chilling with friends and a cold one. We envision the evenings, fresh sun kissed skin walking down the camps bay strip. Sunday Fundays are a thousand times better in summer time, and this summer has been an unforgettable one.
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The delicious smell of gammon roasting travels through the house, creeping under my bedroom door and awakens me to Christmas morning. I can hear my mom moving around the kitchen as she prepares all of the snacks for the day ahead of us. My mom knows the way to my heart is through my stomach. I emerge from my bedroom, trying my hardest to hide my childlike excitement. There’s just something so magical about Christmas day, never mind the fact that I’m itching to see what’s waiting for me under the Christmas tree. I gave my mom a list this year and was very specific about what I wanted. I’ve learnt my lesson from previous years, if I don’t tell her what I want, I usually end up withContinue reading →
“Hi, can you help us please? I’m here to get my friend some boobs!” That’s my friend Connie for you, outspoken, definitely NOT shy and determined to help me buy the correct bra. “Yes! I’m Jenna, how can I help you ladies? “I’m mortified and want the floor to swallow me up. It’s month end and I’d rather be relaxing at home, all these people are giving me anxiety…Continue reading →
Unfortunately, I am forced to write this post from the not so comfort of my office chair. I had major WiFi problems the whole day yesterday, which also meant I was unable to connect my apple TV and I thus resorted to watching reruns of friends. I am a creature of habit and can get extremely emotional (Queue dramatic music) when my usually Sunday Funday plans don’t involve movies in bed with my cat. I suppose it was a good thing, as in-between Ross pursuing Rachel I was able to sort my closet out and pack all my winter clothes away. Please note when I say pack away what I really mean is; throw all my winter clothes in the ever growing pile upstairs in our loft. I have made endless promises to myself that I will get up there and sort everything out. My plan is to create two piles; one for charity and one for storage. This is more of a long term plan, you see the thing is, its summer now and there’s nothing more uninviting then a stuffy loft that feels like a sauna. To be continued…
Its 8.50 pm and my cat has brought yet another poor victim of pray into my bedroom, that’s the 5th gecko this week. She is such a little savage “If she brings you gifts my baby that means she really loves you” My mom shouts from the lounge, TV blaring with the crime channels theme song. I roll my eyes as I try piecing together the images from last week’s shoot with Tegan. Honestly I don’t know how my mother can watch that program every night, quite frankly it would give me the Heebie-jeebies. Feeling the love mom, feeling the love I shout back as my cat stares up at me lifeless gecko at her feet. I suppose I’ll have to cut her some slack today, after all it is my cat’s birthday, so I’ll let this one slide.