Carpe that frikken diem

Hey, hello you.

Yes, I’m talking to you.

You’ve been diddly-daddling all week at work, haven’t you?

Your mind has been elsewhere. You keep wishing you could be doing something else with your life?

Yes. Well, this post is especially for you.

It’s a kick in the pants. A gear shifter. A game changer. A cut-the-crap-stop-making-excuses reality call.

Do me a favour? Don’t carry on this way.

This weekend switch off the telly, and take the first step towards doing something you’ve always wanted to.

No one can help you but yourself. I’m just here to get you going. So look through these magical nuggets of inspo and carpe the crap out of that diem.

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PS: I will be taking my own advice this time.


Eat my shorts!

Hey, hello, hi.

Ever since my little-kid days, my time has been filled with a great love for animation. (Thus – my animation degree. Imagine that?) Many of those days were sat in front of the tv, watching my favourite yellow family, The Simpsons. Always one of the most incredibly scripted shows, with the most memorable and entertaining cast. I can even remember carrying around a little vinyl Simpsons suitcase filled with all of my favourite cassettes. (One of them being The Simpsons Sing The Blues album – anyone remember Do the Bartman?)

Bart and the gang were a huge part of 90s pop culture, and have continued to be internationally adored to this day. I may be getting older, but somehow I keep getting drawn back in to Springfield. (I now work at Fox – Need I say more?)

So when I bagged a wonderful invitation to the launch of the new Simpsons Converse range, I did a little jig. If you know me well (or even if you’ve only seen me twice in your life) you’ll know how much I love my Converse sneakers. I love them. Like L.O.V.E them.

The launch was awesome (with a kick-ass refreshment table) but the highlight was definitely the new footwear range. With three different designs to choose from, my pocket cried a little. I need all three. I NEED them.


shoesAy Caramba. I need.

They are available from today across South Africa at selected Cross trainer, Stuttafords, and Shesha stores. Sizes range from child to adult and prices range from R699.95 to R1199.95.

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Thanks to Converse for the invite (and the goody bag) and congrats on the rad launch!

Insert nerdy photo of me enjoying myself here:

me launch

Bisous! Zozette

Desperately seeking comfort food?

Hello there, everyone.

Well, more specifically, hello to all the single people out there.

I know that you are not really looking forward to Valentine’s day this year, and I know that the love-bird parades fluttering about the whole day are going to make your gag-reflexes kick in. But don’t worry, you’re not alone in this.

If you are not looking forward to a day alone, I have managed to rustle up a few suggestions to make this day a little easier (and simultaneously more sad) for the single gal/fella out there.

1. A Boyfriend pillow.

bf pillow

Look at that manly arm! Find this hunk for sale on Amazon. Also available in girlfriend material. (Haha – See what I did there?)

2. A cardboard cut-out of Jon Hamm

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This lady has got it right! Papercuts aside, this date is wonderful company and easily stowed away when not in use.

3. Microwave dinners for one


Sonia really looks like she knows how get the party started. Oh boy.

4. This musical compilation

On a serious note: Beyonce made millions of dollars singing about being single. (Nevermind that fact that she wasn’t actually single at the time). Grab a box of chocolates and stay in for a Community/New Girl/Super Fun Night marathon.  The single life ain’t that bad y’all.



Shut up and listen: Girls who read

Hello world.

Here’s a little something to take you into the weekend with a smile on your face.

Mark Grist is his name, and he is a teacher-turned-poet/battle-rapper. His prepubescent opponents show up in trackies and snapbacks, while Mark arrives in a crisp suit – his deadly wit lying in wait. What follows is a rap battle of note, sending all of his competition off with their tails between their legs.

As well as his epic battles, his poetry has garnered quite the following on Youtube. My favourite (shown to me by my mother – Thanks mommy!) and the video that you need in your life today, is a poem called Girls Who Read. Insightful and sweet, and a slap on the wrist for every chauvinistic pig you know.

Happy Friday!



5 Things I’ve learnt from Phil Dunphy

Nerdy dad, embarrassing husband or weird son-in-law?

None of the above! Modern Family’s Phil Dunphy is an uplifting voice and a carrier of the odd and down-trod as they make their way through their awkward years. (ie: Entire lives.) This man is not just the perfect mix of uncomfortable situations and comic timing, but also the teacher we all needed in high school – filled with life lessons that others were too scared to teach us.

Behold! The 5 Things I’ve learnt from Phil Dunphy:

1. Never leave anyone hanging.


Now, I obviously, very seriously mean that high-fives should never be left hanging…. but I also mean that people should never be left hanging. If someone tries to offer you their friendship, never shun it without good reason. (ie: They are a murderer, a cheater, don’t like the Harry Potter series.) Don’t judge them at first glance or become afraid that you won’t look “cool”. I guarantee you that the friends you make hesitantly will last far longer than those whose attention you fought to get.

2. Completely immerse yourself in everything you do.


If you want to do something; focus your energy and fully commit yourself to it. (I’m guilty of forgetting to do this.) Never do anything halfheartedly, because Phil wouldn’t dare. He does everything with immense conviction and an embarrassingly large amount of drive.

3. DIY metaphors make the world go ’round.


My mother always shakes her head at me when I pull out my obscure metaphors. I don’t care. If it helps me understand life and all the other stuff in-between, then imma keep doing it. Because a life without bad metaphors is like Beverly Hills 90210 without Jason Priestly.

4. Being part of a “fandom” does not make you weird.


I was a member of a Harry Potter fan club in Primary school. Yes, this actually counted as an extra mural. And no, we didn’t just sit around reading. We played Quidditch y’all! Never once, have I ever felt the need to cover up that potentially embarrassing story. Sometimes, when you like something, you like it A LOT. This is called “fandom” aka “The most fun you’ll ever have geeking out.” It is the imaginary kingdom where friends are made. (The kingdom is imaginary, the friends are real.)

5. It’s OK to be over-dramatic sometimes.


I have a penchant for being slightly over-dramatic sometimes. As a budding actress during my childhood and a wannabe writer as a young adult, I am now left with, what I call, story-teller magic. This magic can be misused (Note: People falling asleep during your shitty stories.), but it can be used for good. Good story-tellers make fantastic party-guests, great friends, and ultimately, kick-ass grandparents. It’s a great quality to have, if used correctly. So embellish the crap out of your next story, and indulge in the need to take a bow at the end.



The Midweek Marshmallow: Why did the chicken cross the road?

Why did the chicken cross the road?

To get to the other side.

We’ve all heard this stupid, stupid joke – which is apparently an example of “anti-humour”, where a traditional punchline is expected, but an obvious statement is relayed instead. But what if this joke has always been, in fact, a traditional joke, but no one has been smart enough to get it?

My genius little sister (Whose thoughts and internet meanderings can be found here and here) had a sudden realization the other day. “To get to the other side” has always been a traditional punchline. I’m sure some people have actually seen it that way – but I can assure you that a large percentage of the population are now going to have their minds blown.

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"cross over to the other side" 
to die; pass away.

chicken*Car screeches to a halt*

Yes. Yes, I know.


You are very welcome.



Marvelous Marla

Say hello to Marla Singer.


No. Not that one.

Another Marla Singer. I’m talking about blue-haired Lithuanian/Parisian-photography-person-of-great-weirdness-but-also-coolness. Her photographs are what bubblegum dreams are made of and I’ve compiled a few of my favourites below for your perusing pleasure.

You can find more of her work here, and here.