So what’s better than a Friday?
Well. A Friday when you’d been mentally preparing yourself for a mad day and then you find out that you have the entire morning free … to do loads of other shit. But that’s not the point.
What it means for me is that I can yoga myself at a reasonable hour (read 6am) and then pack my car and carry things about in preparation for a pop-up shop at Aquaonline (all without excessive preplanning and lack of sleep). Oh yes.
And today has seen me viciously swiping my credit card machine. I love the sound of till slips printing.
Lessons this week ?
- I’m actually pretty socially awkward without alcoholic lubrication
- I’m 30 really soon
- Eka pada shirshasana will be the end of me
- It’s not that I’m old fashioned, but I really do like to be chased. Use it don’t use it
- I remain obsessed with ceramics
- I like men. Much. And it becomes more obvious the longer I remain single …
- South Africa has some seriously amazing jewelry designers. Skermunkil is way up there.
- I would very much like to wear Madewell every day
- Spring is a tease. But I see it over there. Yes I do. Hello balmy good humour and happy times.
I had a weekend that involved a lot of wine. Now, I like wine – I love trying new wines, be they white or red, and tasting the subtle flavours of each new glass – and I love the comfort of a glass of an old favourite. But I’m beginning to think that I like being drunk less and less. And maybe wine is a particular kind of drunk; where whiskey may be a more polite kind of inebriated, wine is a frayed around the edges kind of drunk that quickly goes from giggly to foot-in-mouth and overly acidic.
When I woke up yesterday (with a big thirst on me and a post-party depression that only a severe hangover can induce), I began to think that maybe it’s time to put aside drinking to excess. Perhaps it’s the amount of yoga I’ve been doing, or a month of teacher training, but I can see why yogis don’t drink. It’s the lack of control I don’t like – control of my speech, control of my limbs, control of my memory. I hate feeling like I’ve had a meaningful conversation with someone, but being unable to remember quite what was said … and if what I said was something I would say sober. It’s also the way my body feels the next day (dire) and the fact that I feel like I’ve poisoned myself a bit.
It’s that moderation thing I guess – I don’t really want to be drinking sparkling water at a party; it just isn’t the same, and not from a peer-pressure point of view, but rather from a wavelength and stamina one. Let’s face it – alcohol is fun. I think I just might enjoy it more if I took to heart the glass of booze, glass of water imbibing pattern!
Monday reading here: my winter wish list.
Hiking boots are big news … just not for hiking.
It’s been wedding mania! Here are some wedding dress trends to keep you soon-to-be or would-be brides up-to-date.
The ‘desert boot’ (aka veldskoen) is big news. Read all about it here.
It’s all about the colour camel this winter! Get inspiration here.
Read all about hair wear and head-gear here.
Wide leg pants for men? You read it here first.
This year it’s all about the wide-leg. Put away your skinnies (well for a bit anyway!).
Yay for new stock (even if the chillier, darker mornings aren’t making getting out of bed and onto my yoga mat any easier!).
Friday, 25 March, 4pm – 6.30pm
Saturday, 26 March, 10am – 1pm
19a Douglas Ave, Craighall (map here)
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