tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73972692706618309472012-03-07T19:15:44.926+02:00Some words. Some images. Mosaic of Beauty, in every form.Akona Ndunganehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13428294734400211122noreply@blogger.comBlogger2081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397269270661830947.post-73758861154603975532012-03-07T16:36:00.002+02:002012-03-07T16:36:19.958+02:00

Not sure how long it will last Tried some thing new BLURRRYYY

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Been having such lovely weekends lately, and I realise I'm not taking the time to capture even a single moment of precious memories. So I'm trying... This past weekend was one of those lovely ones Started off with a rested Friday night catching up on my reading Saturday spent a few hours at the gorgeous Life Day spa getting much deserved relaxation, sipped some delicious cocktails at Absolut

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You know that feeling of weightlessness, when your feet don't completely feel like they are hitting the ground, when the air feels heavier than you are, that feeling of something being just within reach, but not quite. It's an incredibly disturbing feeling. I feel like I'm floating in a vacuum, and the most tangible thing is the feeling. I am at sea.

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I don't have New Years resolutions because I rather choose March, my birthday month, as my month of betterment. So this year I've decided on a few things that I will do this month and continue doing as part of a self improvement lifestyle. The first of the many challenges / resolutions: To tell the people I love that I love and appreciate them. Long list of people, but I realised that I love

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. Finally got the text I could pick up from this incredibly powerful piece by Joshau Bennet.  I watch / read it every time I slip and forget my worth... Enjoy 1. I wish I could put your voice in a jar. Wait for those lonely winter nights when I forget what God sounds like, run to the nearest maximum security prison and open it. Watch the notes bounce off the walls like ricochet bullets

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The love I have for this mixtape I found yesterday while trolling Reverbnation is uncontrollable. It has now been on repeat for hours! Let me first begin by telling you where to find this little musical heaven of 10 freaking amazing tracks - SAMTHING SOWETO! - 'This n that without Tempo' by Samkelo  I was caught off guard by my now favourite song "Dreamin of You"  which is a fun and tormented

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Adele's cover version of The Cure's 'Lovesong' touches me deeply Simple lyrics, warm and pregnant voice, emotional arrangement. It makes me believe It makes feel Watch her perform it Live here Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am home again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am young

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It's Monday I'm well beyond exhausted, from the year, but most especially this weekend. It was busy and debaucherous and fun and enlightening and filled with so much laughter that my ribs and abdomen hurt. I quite literally feel like I was hit by a truck, of enjoyment. Over the laughs, had a really wonderful chat with my friend Dawn about happiness We came to these conclusions We really do

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You know how much I love Dukes Burger Joint in Greenside, so I'm very excited by this! If you don't know how much I absolutely love Dukes, read this Towards the end of 2011, Dukes made me fall in love with them even more by introducing Rock Wednesdays. On Wednesday evenings, they have a special menu that is brought to you in collaboration with music channel MK, the great chef at Dukes and

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http://www.1059thewave.com/ I remember in the late 80's early 90's, after dinner and before bedtime, my then nanny and I would sit together in the kitchen listening to the evening stories on our wireless. It was theatre of the mind, the narrator was a comforting voice taking us to another place and winding down the day. We would later talk at length about that night's drama and laugh or cry

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Keen on checking this out on Saturday Who can say no to music, chilling in a beautiful garden and enjoying the last of summer sun?

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It's here! I'd almost forgotten about the annual CTIJF, then in my web trawl I saw the programme. I think time stopped. I have to be there again this year. Come hell or high water and credit cards that may need to get cut up after. Thoroughly looking fowards to: Ill Skillz. My boys Jimmy Flexx and Uno! HHP Jean Grae Nouvelle Vague Goodluck Moreira Project Zama Jobe (Where has she been?) James

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This absolutely made my otherwise sour day... Mathoto tweeted a link to Africa is a country blog story of a South African Surfer dude. A seemingly overly serious man decided to comment on the article. In his serious tone he corrects the blog site for saying that Africa is a country, and that it indeed is a continent. As an avid reader of the site, I had to chuckle a little at how offended

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Love is beautiful. Love is light Lipstick painting by the talented Sarah Britten Love is an escape Love is a safe place and as quoted "love is dopamine" So in preparation for the sickly sweet love day dipped in honey, here is a beautiful quote by Bob Marley Bob Marley on Loving a Woman: You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before and she may love again. But if she

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Yes, this is going to be a small rant... I appreciate that everyone is allowed an opinion and the right to express it. I really do. However, some things have nothing to do with anyone and people need to just let go of the entitlement, and the arrogance of stating opinions on things that are none of their business. From their sweeping statements and opinions of women with weaves, Mshoza

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I bought these cuties at Mr. Price a few months ago and forgot about them. They were cheap and cute, but I didn't think I'd ever wear them. Wine and other impossible to remove stains act as though I'm an impossible to ignore target when I wear white. So I tried on the cuties this week, and found myself just staring at the detail all day. Walking around like I was sulking looking down when I

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"there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. people so tired mutilated either by love or no love. people just are not good to each other one on one. the rich are not good to the rich the poor are not good to the poor. we are afraid. our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners. it hasn't

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I don't know when it happened or how, but I suddenly found myself loving the look of bearded men.  Why this attraction to fury faces even began is beyond me, but I just can't stop myself. Exhibit A and B - Lee on the left and Justin on the right  - two of Ogilvy's bearded brigade.  Don't we just love how they are concentrating over the Chess board? Lovely! Let the fury face obsession

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Can you guess all the films? Source Missing a few: A - Austin Powers B - The Bodyguard (duh) - Thanks BlackGirlTantrum C- Cool Runnings (Haven't seen it) - Thanks Mahle D - Dumb and Dumber E - Edward Scissorhands - Thanks Mahle F - Fear and Loathing in Las Vega (duh) - Thanks BlackGirlTantrum G - Ghost H - Home Alone I - Interview with a vampire J - Junior K - L - Look who's Talking (of

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So after two months of braids, I had to get rid of them. And in the process of undoing the plaits, I didn't shave my head. This is an achievement! I find a shaved head so easy, so liberating, so sexy and after almost 10 years of shaved head, I made a choice to hold on to my hair and see what happens Well, this is what I look like today. Going to troll blog sites like  http://

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Source forgotten :( Sometimes I write Sometimes I don't Sometime I like it Sometimes I don't Sometimes I remember I do it, not because I want to, but it's something I have to do. I have to release. I have to express. It is my form of creating. It is my way to feel connected to the universe. I am nothing without it. Even if I fight it, sometimes. Express is the key to my reality My only

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These punched me in the soul... Sources: www.beboxedout.tumblr.com www.moderndaygoddess.tumblr.com madeinnnva.tumblr.com nanakofiacquah.blogspot.com moderndayhepburn.tumblr.com

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The African National Congress celebrated 100 years of existence yesterday. I am proud of the party for making it this far and for the changes they helped bring about to our country. I am thankful to all the people within the political party and not, within South Africa and abroad for helping free this country from its woes. I hope we as Azania get better and better. We have come from far, and

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Source:  http://criminalwisdom.com/    Incarceration is hell My hope for myself in 2012 and beyond is to no longer make decisions based on fear, but rather on hope and passion. What I want may not exist, but that doesn't mean it cannot be created. Upwards and Onwards

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Hello 2012...

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So hard, yet soft. Real, raw. This is art Art, to me, is beauty created or captured in such a way that gives pause. Beautiful. Striking. MASHAYABHUQE Found this here

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Some Monday love...

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Desiderata – Max Ehrmann Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,  and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.  Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If

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<p><a href="http://madeinheights.bandcamp.com/album/aporia-in-these-treets">APORIA: IN THESE §TREETS by ::M∆DE:IN:HEIGHTS::</a></p>

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This poem moved me. As I read, I felt, I inhaled and when I exhaled, it felt as though I'd lived.  Enjoy at the thought of you by Warsan Shire

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Dear Friend I Don't come to you to be judged. Now, I know this sentence seems as though I may be starting a fight, but take this as my plea to you. A plea for you to understand my understanding of friendship. We know a lot of people. We engage with a few more. We experience people and we learn a lot about ourselves from these interactions. Here's what I need you to know - I love you. I trust

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Been hearing whispers about these super durable, original, environmentally friendly and super thin wallets for a while now. I want one (or five) and really want to gift them as well. They are as quirky and interesting as my earring collection. Must have. So, they can be found in various Look & Listen stores, in Rosebank at a store called Republic, and of course online -

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I can't breathe I can't articulate my frustrations I can't think straight I can't tell you what I want because I feel choked, and don't even know where to begin. So, instead, I'm just going to post this image that makes me somewhat happy Cannot for the life of me remember which tumblr I found it on

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Kenya is calling me. Don't know yet what I'd do there and for how long, all I know is that I have to go. All Photos sourced from the incredible: DAILYSTRUGGLE I am in love with a place I've never been to.

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A couple weeks ago I tweeted something along the lines of  "Nando's cant make chicken, they should stick to somewhat funny ads" And of course, unlike the chicken, their ads never disappoint when it comes to a little chuckle. Just in time as we watch the Protection of Information Bill in parliament Source By Black River FC

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This cover actually got me excited about the launch of Rolling Stone in South Africa I'll be honest, I was very blasé before, but seeing Bra Hugh, looking oh so cool and oh so old skool in that "I'm a G" for real kinda way has actually positioned Rolling Stone Magazine quite well in mind. Now I know to expect more than just riff raff and sensationalist bs; I'll be entertained, informed and

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It's that simple really, isn't it? So what makes one a writer? Simply, a writer writes. A writer bleeds words from the core of their being; paints pictures, scribbles emotions and strokes souls with their words. They don't wait for inspiration, they write because they have to. They have to release the beast that is within them. They have to create with words. Writers Write. That's it.

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Source- Tumelo -  This is the perfect setting for any kind of celebration. Maybe my next birthday So I've been thinking, analysing, breathing, and essentially having a little existential dance with myself and I thought to let go, share, release and exhale these 6 thoughts. Walk with me. 1. Dreams vs Reality: I'd like to move to Nairobi for at least a year. For now, I'll leave it at that. It's

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Cassette tape portraits

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I don't think we tell ourselves that enough, or even show gratitude to ourselves and our God for being ok. Yes, the desire may be to be ecstatic, bubbling over with happiness and the absolute picture of perfection and peace, but seriously - who the fuck can be on that high 24 hours of every single day? Sometimes we just need to be still and accept that the basics are ticked. Gratitude is

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One of my favourite English words... Today I choose to be and feel copacetic... Dailymood COPACETIC; very good, completely satisfactory, excellent

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Came across this video shot secretly by Ben Rotten in Berlin, Germany I properly butchered Beyonce's "Listen" Disclaimer: it was 3am, waiting for a bus back to hotel, after a little too much wine... don't judge! Laughing at myself, join me

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I found my happy place - and it is a collection of mixtapes from Mixing Monthly! Click download and soar into bliss Shot Tumelo for the link bella

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Of the six organisors of the event, I think I was the one who did the least of the actual groundwork, but I know for that Sandi (founder of Slutwalk Joburg), Walter, Sam, Gina and Nadia put in hours and hours, through blood, sweat and tears to make Saturday 24 September a success. To them, I am forever grateful and in awe of their passion and enthusiasm. The weather was a little nippy, but it

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Heritage Day Celebrations at Ogilvy Joburg  today...

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On Thursday I went to Cape Town for a holiday, which was coincidentally interrupted by the Loerie festivities... Here is more or less I spent my soul restoring time: Thursday was spent getting into holiday mode with champers and sushi picnic with The Khal (and I am Khaleesi) Friday I registered for The Loeries at The Grand Daddy Hotel, walked up and down the city centre, shopped, drank,

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Awesome image and write up of Carol in Voila....

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I'm sure I've told you about my friend, Malibongwe's blog - Skattie What Are You Wearing Awesome home of street style he captures at all the do's he attends around the country. The fashion buyer is no stranger to style, so you can trust his eye. His personality is also drenched all over the pages of his blog, with honest quirks and wit, and a lot of Skattie this and that. Just fabulous. Last

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I absolutely LOVE Ogilvy Outfitters Essentially a place to see what Ogilvians from all over the world are wearing. So, last week, I finally made it onto the site in my pretty vintage red polkadot dress (Got it at Market on Main),  Lion Matches ring (Journey on Long street), leather belt (Milk on Long street) soft leather tan shoes (Neighbourgoods Market at Biscuit Mill CT) and Virgin Mary

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THE AD PROCESS Best Cookie packaging - EVER Forgot the source of these here gems.

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In a little while, I'm going home for the weekend. Yes, ndingumgoduki (Direct: I am a home goer) - which essentially means that I'm not from where I live and I [often] go home. And that home is Umtata. I was born at St. Mary's Hospital in Umtata, raised in Fort Gale and went Umtata High School for my early years. My parents moved us from the beautiful Transkie in 1994 to Transvaal as my mother

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Ogilvy Johannesburg: Fran Luckin – Executive Creative Director Tseliso Rangaka – Creative Director Zwelakhe Tshabangu – Copywriter / Creative Group Head Tumi Sethebe – Art Director Akona Ndungane – Account Management Liske van Tubbergh – Agency Producer Velocity Afrika Mpho Twala – Director -  Velocity Afrika Monareng Makwetla – Producer -  Velocity Afrika Mello Morope – Assistant

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How awesome are these posters? Simple, and perfect Source: Made by Radio

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Source

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Nothing you've had, lost or experienced is for yourself only Take pain for example - have you ever considered that you are chosen to experience some things so that you are strong enough to help someone else? That's what this Charles Bukowski quote reminded me of, just as I was about to bitch and moan that it's all too hard. I dedicate this to the Slutwalk Joburg organisors, supporters, victims

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This made me smile today....

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www.strcrd.com or Follow on StrCrd on Twitter You need not be anywhere else (Except the JHB SlutWalk on the morning of 24 Sept)

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Stop the victim blaming! What is a slut? According to the dictionary definition: Dictionary.com  - –noun1. a dirty, slovenly woman.2. an immoral or dissolute woman; prostitute. Another definition I found stated: (n.) An untidy woman; a slattern. (n.) A servant girl; a drudge. (n.) A female dog; a bitch For as long as I can remember, a slut was something dirty, without morals and

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Last week Sunday I attended one of the best Sunday live music events I've experienced in a long time. Created by Dineo Ranaka, with the help of PR and Events extraordinaire Sunshine Shibambo, Music And Me  launch of the series went off with a bang. Music and Me, sponsored by Peroni and LoVodka, happens every first Sunday of the month at a sweet spot in Pineslopes called Cafe Culture. The Sunday

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Hello As much as I have been m.i.a. on this here blog, I have been keeping tabs on some of my fav's -  which I'd like to share with you... THOUGHTCATALOG: ThoughtCatalog is my daily fix of random, non-fiction, opinion and entertainment in the form of words on a clutter free website. Boasting a bevy of brilliant contributors to keep me swimming in lexicon, laughing in familiarity, nodding in

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Just have to take a minute and share the incredible style of Justice. I look forward to seeing this young man at work everyday, because each new day brings with it  beautiful and inspired style by way of his attire (usually coupled with the personality of that days' outfit) What a breath of fresh air he is... Had to stop him in the passage and take this little picsha From his blog

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Miss me? I missed me. Been a little cloudy and lost and uninspired and overworked and and and The last few weeks, as fun and frustrating as they have been, have been a little blurry. Not a single focused thought in this here head of mine. Yesterday's Women's Day somehow broke whatever chain had a hold on me though, now I can see, taste, smell and think a little clearer and I'm hoping to hold

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Amazeballs Look at the kind of stuff they got away with back in the day I love old school advertising... discrimination and all... So wrong, so right

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A friend and colleague - the beautiful and talented Nkgabiseng - had a little vent moment and drew me a picture which she posted on her blog  www.lanoirlane.blogspot.com  Part of her frustration is how we - specifically the advertising industry, but not exclusively - try to localise already Eurocentric elements. Yes, this is partly true and I keep asking - where is our African identity? What is

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I've missed every single one of Melanie's birthday's ever since we met through Smirnoff Experience. Of course, this is not how friend's treat each other, so situation remedied. I could make the *very valid* excuse that we were either not in the same country or same city, but I'll just leave that whole story behind On Friday, darling Mel had her annual 25th #GrownAndSexy - the last one in a club

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Yesterday I was very down and of course I took to twitter to express this blah mood A friend, @Wfismer asked what could be done, to which I responded 'send me sunshine and cupcakes.... And he did! How sweet?!? Made me smile through the darkness

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Love this... He lied. She believed Thanks Zwelethu

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SOURCE

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Have a great day

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Who is this woman?... My twin I say. Except she's hotter and skinnier and and and... Hello Friday...

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RETURN TO INNOCENT LOST - THE ROOTS feat. Ursula Rucker Muffled sound of fist on flesh Blows to chest No breath Air gasps You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch! With each hit, each kick, each...broken rib Crack, Crack! Bones are crying Mommy's crying and bleeding And pleading And then... Daddy wants to fuck Dick hard, swelled with power rush And as if all that wasn't enough Mommy's seven

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"Don't blame the victim, blame the perpetrator! No matter what you wear, or what you look like, you have the right not to be sexually assaulted, and if you are, you have the right not to be blamed for someone else's actions." Check out the Facebook page for more info, and don't forget to "LIKE" to keep up with the updates... http://www.facebook.com/pages/Slutwalk-Johannesburg/147836015284588?

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Brilliant Youth Month Posters by some incredible creatives at Ogilvy. So proud to have been a part of making these powerful posters. Well done. Enjoy. And read through!!! Reggae Hip Hop Kwaito Credits: Copywriter: Xoli Ntusi and Zwelakhe Tshabangu Art Director: Tumi Sethebe and Nkgabiseng Motau Creative Director: Tseliso Rangaka Photographer: Siphiwe Nkosi And all the behind the scenes

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Born from #IsaidNo blog, into artists coming together to help make a stand. I'm speechless, moved and grateful. We may have a long way to go to heal, but this is one hell of a start. I really don't know what else to say; just click download, listen and feel, help make a change.  The mixtape: www.thevolume.co.za The video to POWA: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMdM03miCgo The lyrics to the

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The day we met... “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened

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At work on a beautiful Sunday afternoon to catch up on work (there aren't enough days in the week) and also get a head start on the coming week. I'm in the middle of a few exciting campaigns - which means stress level sare sky high, but also the adrenalin rush of the game is also at its peak. Anyway, every time I have a bad day, or question my love for this industry I have a few mantra's. One of

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There is a milkshake and burger heaven and it is called Dukes Before I continue, please take note of the address  - 14 Gelneagles road, Greenside. Etch it into your mind and never forget. Dawn and I had a delicious lunch at Dukes yesterday afternoon,  after my milkshake craving would not subside. A twitter-friend (who has become my craving angel) Robyn Clark suggested Dukes as the place to get

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I'm going to be an Aunty..... I have preggy friends and family, and I've already become imaginary God mother and Aunty to all the little people coming into this world I absolutely cannot believe how excited I am for these miniature beings. I can't wait to hold them, smell their new soft skin and listen to them breathe, look into their eyes and send a little prayer up for them to be awesome and

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"For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity or perception to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication"   Nietzsche, Friedrich Found this quote a while ago, and at first I didn't get it, but then it hit me. It is similar to two things I've always said and believed. One being "That the world is moved by love; everything we do is about, for and the

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Memories of stylish and cute pre-school graduation. This image makes me miss my mom because I imagine going through all my old pictures, listening to stories of my young adventures and laughing with her over a glass of pinotage. I don't really remember this day, but I do remember her being there.

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sign inside the bassline in newtown

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When my friend Gugu sent me the pic of these shoes in march, I knew I had to have them. They are from Aldo, but not sold in South Africa. Anyone who knows me, knows how much I love almost anything with an African print (or an interesting print) - so this was an easy call. Mind you, I haven't worn elevated shoes in years! ** update 30/05/2011: aldo in south africa now carries the shoes. love

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"If I'd observed all the rules, I'd never have got anywhere" Marilyn Monroe

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"When the time is right, he will be right and I will be ready" (c)

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Life seems a little more complete with you in it My soul feels a little more fulfilled because of you Everything tastes better, colours are brighter, beauty is personified in you and your craft Thank you for sharing a piece of you, all of you, completing me by living your dream. Your music is my life Esperanza Spalding (Source) Zaki Ibrahim (Source) Can you tell I'm a stan...

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If you missed the South African Music Awards shenanigans this past week, I envy the cave you live in... anyway, outside of honouring our countries great musos - the production wasn't up to scratch. The live performances, which were televised, were brilliant however and again entrenched the notion that South Africans are fucking awesome!! Moving along though. Ogilvy will be throwing our very own

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Dawn - remember that wonderful friend I went to Botswana with? Yeah? Okay. Well her first to me this morning was so sweet. Not to say good morning, nope. Not to check how my evening was, nope. Instead, my darling Dawn to tell me there I have incorrect information on my blog... So, so save my throat (or forehead) and my life, I will correct THIS blog post and give credit where it due...

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It happened... My first paper cut It hurt like hell, the blood was shocking, but I was so happy to have finally experienced it. (Doesn't read like I'm talking about a paper cut hey?) It's a celebrashin!

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Hostess with mostess is celebrating her day of birth, again. And of course, as Ani does, it'll be a rockstar party. Now Anele - the Audi A1 Ambassador, 5fm Dope Jockey, Destiny Mag cover girl, witty and spectacular TV presenter, twitterholic, ribs and sushi loving,  all round fabulous and gorgeous lady with a heart of gold  - will be partying it up with us all at Mam' Ruby aka Capello Lonehill

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One day, on a balmy evening, in the bustling city of New York, in the subway, amongst many people going about their day, a boy met a girl They chatted for a little while, he was mesmerised, she was charmed and before he could get her details or actually muster up the courage to ask her out, the train stopped at her station, she stepped off and disappeared into the crowd of commuters... His

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Oldie but goodie... Once upon a time, I did a shoot for Studio83 (The lifestyle magazine) themed "The Traveling Issue" Why? - to answer that - you should download the magazine here... Anywhoo - since I never posted the images of final product, here they are. CREDITS: Photographers: Judd van Rensburg, Daz Tak   Art Director: George Gladwin Matsheke   Stylist: Mpumi Ntintili-Sinxoto  Make-Up

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A few Sundays ago, my beautiful friends, Dawn, Natalie and I spent a lovely Sunday morning at the Market on Main in town. We had spent the Saturday evening out in the bush in the Hartebeespoort area, braaing, listening to beautiful music, watching the stars while lying in sleeping bags next to a warm fire. We woke up with sun and relaxed, on our way back to Johannesburg we decided that breakfast

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Discovered *not quite* this cute picture of Thithi and Tebz on Saturday and just had to capture it... It is a huge poster at FNB in Cresta and has copy along the lines of "the story of how you met is so much better" or something like that. I'm not to sure how it fits into FNB or what the campaign is about, but does that really matter when you see such a sweet picture of real love birds (My

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My own strength surprises and comforts me. I am grateful for the experiences that have shaped me to this woman I am and becoming on a daily basis. I am thankful for my support system found in family, friends, life and my God. I don't know where I am going with the decisions I feel so strongly about, however I do know I'm on the right path for myself. Happy to walk, happy to live and happy to

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Hello.... On the recent trip to Botswana I found myself most fascinated with their money It is really quite beautiful. The coins look much like British and Indian coins, the notes however, have a little story to tell. How puurrrttyyy....

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I am officially driving myself crazy! This morning I came to a realisation that I need to stop harping on about wanting to fall in love lest the universe just brings someone along to shut me up and I end up falling for an undeserving idiot. To quote myself "When the time is right, he will be right" BUT.... source I really want to be in love. Really really.  What is so wrong with wanting to

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A brilliant, sadly true and hilarious guide for girls who may think leggings and other such monstrosities are pants *Pet hate by the way* I'd sooner forgive a murderer than someone 'not wearing pants' but prancing around as though they are.... Enough. Check out Amy Sly's informative and entertaining chart... Source Thanks to MvelaseP for the link

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From Maria McCloy stall We fell in love when I saw the chilli and mango salsa

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I am not into weddings at all. I just need to state that for the record. On Friday, however, I found myself sucked into the Royal Wedding and mesmerised by the beauty and the grandeur and I realised that at heart I'm quite a girly girl. I have judged myself to the point of ad nauseam about this little self revelation.... Anywhoo.... As I watched the proceedings at Westminster Abbey oohing,

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Aaaaaahhhh. Extremely excited. This is little lady and I are taking a little trip across the border to Botswana. So let me introduce you... This is one of my closest friends, Dawn. Beautiful, crazy, intelligent, hilarious beyond words, a poet in hiding, a music fanatic and a shit hot copywriter. The one person I can proudly say is more dramatic than I am. Love her to bits and looking forward to

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