Joburg City Festival

This weekend was the first of the week long Joburg City Festival.

The frustrated ballerina in me loved every moment of the performance by the  SA Mzanzi Ballet company at the Joburg Theatre (formally the Civic Theatre).  It’s an hour long taste of the company’s current and upcoming shows, and its talent.  Catch the other shows this week on Wednesday and Thursday nights, 7pm.



Randlords is a pretty great venue with pretty fabulous views over the city.  Yesterday their Balcony TV Sunday was hot and sunny, with Jeremy Loops, Shaun Jacobs and BCUC (the banging highlight for me) performing against Joburg’s winter skyline.  A lovely day out in a city alive with beat, despite a slow Monday!




Tumour in my humour

I’m well pleased with the calibre of comedies I’ve seen in the last month. Bridesmaids was awesome.  And last night I saw the suitably irresistable Jason Bateman doing his deadpan thing in Horrible Bosses.  Not such a great title, but I guess that is what the movie is about … and it is fall down, tear-streaked cheeks funny.  Jennifer Aniston is hilarious and completely out of her usual type of role.  It was love.  And my jaw hurts from smiling so much 🙂  Which is a good Wednesday night, people.

See it.

Jen x

These make me feel gay

Oh, behave!  I love this for a happy Friday!

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Weekend round-up

  • Friday night saw me venturing out on the town…as one is forced to do when one is single for the first time in 4 years.  Luckily the party was amazing and I had a great time – the worst is when you drag yourself out and the music sucks and you get hit-on by weird men with mullets.  Home at the extremely respectable hour of 4am.  *pat pat*
  • Yesterday was a lazy, subdued day with PVR’d Grey’s Anatomy
  • I also went and watched Black Swan, which blew my mind.  Natalie Portman is amazing – beautiful and so vulnerable and fragile as the white swan and powerful and dangerous as the black.  It’s dark and twisted and definitely thought-provoking.  Having read some reviews, most of them centre on Nina’s supposed schizophrenia that ultimately leads to her demise.  Rather than mental illness (although there’s definitely some of that in the OCD, eating disorders and self-mutilation), I saw Nina struggling to integrate her black and white swan – her good and bad (shadow) – the ability for her to let go of perfection and her mother’s expectations, and embrace her sexuality, anger and jealousy.   She manages to do just that in her tremendous last dance, but seems to ultimately be unable to amalgamate the different parts of herself.
  • The rest of today will be yoga recovery, tea, some proofing work and general laziness.  Woot.