The Hills we Have...

Peeps of the Traveling Road

Segment 2: Sunday (Road Trip)

There are many things i love in life and one of the most special ones would have to be road trips, so when a loved one called me and suggested we just drive.....well, lets say i jumped at the opportunity...

Our trip took us from Cape Town to Malmesbury to Riebeeck Castle to Hermon to Gouda to Tulbagh to Ceres to Slanghoek to Rawsonville and back through the tunnel, back into Cape Town...

I took many photos of all the things i found beautiful...from old churches, to trees and flowers, rocks and boulders, waterfalls and rivers....Animals, wild and tame and roads, curvy and straight and loved every second...

In Riebeeck Castle we found the most beautiful little nook hidden behind old yet renewed little antique stores and vintage corners...We heard Cuban-like music and followed, as the Piper would expect, and there it was hidden away between trees and shade - the most amazing little restaurant called 'Bar Bar Black Sheep'.The tables were quaint and colorfully painted. The trees were in between the furniture outside and memorable quotes jumped out at you from the black board pinned to the old exterior walls of a lovely little country house. The sound was transporting...Taking us to a little haven on another planet...The food...every single bite was to say the least, orgasmic....The lamb steak was soft and succulent, the Aubergines draped in olive oil and pan fried to a crisp, the Cucumber and yogurt salad was refreshing and teasing with Rosemary in between, the baby garlic potatoes....like marshmallows blending all the amazing tastes together. Every bite - was indeed a blessing, and experience one could not easily forget...

We then saw the most amazing little shops with the strangest and most delightful treasures - goodies you would not see in town...It was amazing. I was given the most amazing two little gifts - a stunning Marilyn Monroe compactum (love her to bits) and the most detailed and most precise necklace with a little container as a pendant with orange and green gemstones on it. So beautiful and oh so me...Thank you again :-)

We continued our journey through hills and mountains...Seeing rivers and lakes and fields of wheat and olive trees...It was so memorable. So fresh, so pure and so natural...

Seeing such natural beauty is such a humble reminder of all we have to be grateful for. We tend to want items we see in a shop, new shoes, new toys, new cars, but we forget to look at the gifts that we have been given even before we were here.

The most amazing skies filled with birds who are all different. Fields of flowers and trees. colours and textures that man cannot re-create to such a level no matter what...We have the most beautiful sounds of water bubbling over individually designed and evolved rocks...Birds and crickets voicing their opinions to the world. The smells of the sun baking on the vineyards, the feel of the soft grass under our feet and the taste of all that is natural and from this earth. When last did you have a drink of water from a mountain river?

This weekend i realized a few things...We need to every so often take stock of what matters...Stressing over that bill, is not going to make the bill go away...Shouting at the incompetent driver in front of you is not going to reeeeaaaalllly make you feel better and for all you know he might have a sick child in hospital he is trying to get to...Don't ever assume...That is the worse thing you could do...Just be, look around you, absorb your gifts and be...

We are blessed and we are special - all of us, in our own way...Never doubt that...Nothing happens by accident and nothing is not meant to be...

You know you love me, philosophically and all...
xoxo

And around the Pole we go...

Peeps of love and peace

Segment 1: Saturday (Beltane Festival)

Wow - what a weekend it has been. I am not one to generally write about adventurous weekends or lovely days spent, but this weekend has been epic and here is why...

On Saturday (being the 30th of October) a friend of mine and i decided to go to our first Beltane Festival. This was held at Hamilton Rugby Stadium in Green Point and is basically the opposite of Samhain(Halloween) due to the hemisphere we are in. The Northern hemisphere celebrate Halloween round about this time of year and the Southern hemisphere, well we celebrate Beltane...

A little background: well Beltane is a time for fertility and weddings (handfastings) so all in all it is a very loving time...The May Pole is in the center of the celebrations and people grab onto a ribbon and dance around a pole weaving the different colours until the pole is completely covered - really beautiful... 

So we arrived and the weather was permitting. Sunny and warm as the hearts of all i were to meet.

There was no entrance fee and the field had stalls around the border of the field, a circle slightly towards the right of the field, a May Pole in the center and a clubhouse on the opposite end. 

What was wonderful was that i felt like i was transported into another time zone completely. People were bare feet, kids were playing freely, laughter filled the air, woman wore their most beautiful dresses transporting all to the days of Celticism and men had their robes on, draping there masculinity with rustic colours and fine embroidery. It was a pallet of beauty...

The whole day consisted of beautiful music in the background, Enya and drum circles...Enticing smells of delicious foods...A First Rights Ceremony for a little girl and a Handfastings for many...

The May Pole dance was by far my most favorite activity of the day. The lady announced that it was about to commence and that they needed 36 people to participate as there were so many ribbons around a pole as high as that of one a flag would flutter on. Greens, Reds, Purples, Oranges, Yellows - all the colours warm and inviting were spread out around the pole forming a beautiful circle of warm festivities.

My friend and i ran up to the pole and grabbed a ribbon, please note that by this time my shoes were gone, my hair loose and my make-up left some slight traces, but i looked the picture - free, happy and natural...

Everyone joined and the music started. The sound of drums, violins, flutes and bells filled the air and gave us a slight tug in the right direction as all began to move around the pole. Up and over we went as half of the participants faced one way and the other the other way, so it was over and under and over and under - weaving the different colours together like a basket by some craftsman...

The colours intertwined and the music built, the people danced and laughed and clapped and cheered and it was the first time that i didn't see if my hair was falling right, or if my outfit still looked okay. I didn't concern myself with whether i got the steps right or if someone was watching and judging my dancing, i just let go of everything and indulged in my light and fairy-like soul and pranced and skipped around the pole, laughing from the bottom of my heart and enjoying every encounter with the like-minded souls around me.

No one judged anyone, no one looked at anyone funny or whispered under their breaths, every one spoke to everyone and accepted all with open arms. Never in my life have i ever been in the company of so many loving and peace driven people...It was truly an inspiration.

The First Rights and Handfastings were just as special. With the First Rights the little girl remained asleep in her little home made robe and she was given gifts, so many. Shells, to travel the world. Sand, to remind her of her roots. Pebbles, to aid her in courage and strength...All gifts were given with love and purpose and each word echoed in all our hearts. The Handfastings were magical (so to speak)...They professed their love to each other with words of honesty and valor. Not holding back on promises and dreams. The words were timeless and the love drifted over all who witnessed...

All in all...it was truly magical and my wish is that people can all feel such love. We all have our moments and no one is perfect, but if people can look at others in energy and love......age, colour, status, religion and phobias do not matter.

We are all like-minded souls, searching for the same thing - and inner peace filled with unconditional love...It is possible....

You know you love me, fairy folk and all
xoxo

Snow White survived, can you?

People of the Poison- Appled-Garden...

Everyone has conversations with themselves from time to time. Some more than others and many battle with guilt and remorse with regards to the things that they have done...There are those who block all of that out, but it eats at you, doesn't it...? It nibbles at your soul and sometimes you can't seem to pinpoint what the problem is with regards to how you are feeling...You just can't put your finger on why you feel the way you do - after all - all seems just 'Dandylion'.....

Poison...The definition (not quoted and very briefly) would basically be something that has been introduced to something else to destroy and eventually kill it...It enters, spreads, weakens the core and then shuts down whatever it needs to...Can be in small doses or large...Can be potent or treatable....A snake bite from a King Cobra - oh dear, bye bye now.........a Mosquito bite on your arm - sublte but oh so effective in the irritate-and-tick-you-off area....Frustration builds and wham - u throw a tantrum cause your body is not doing as it suits you, its freakin itchy
people, dammit!!!

So yeah - poison comes in different forms...And apple put Snow White to sleep and a vile took youthful love and life from star crossed lovers Romeo and Juliet....but poison is not just in fairy tales and books or nature and chemistry class...its also around us, lurking waiting to enter, waiting to tamper with our composition and drive us towards extinction...

Negativity is poison. Gossip, lies, talking back, horrid thoughts, taking advantage of, taking for granted, dishonesty, betrayal, swearing, anger, violence, disrespect, sloth, revenge, nastiness, bullying, cheating, hurting, being oblivious and looking the other way, stealing, laziness...boy oh boy the list goes on....

I am no saint and i have done many of the above (way to many) - some are not neccessarily meant literal but you get the idea of where i am going with this...Now....how do you feel when you commit to anyone of the above...? What do you feel when you think of the word...?
Everything has a feeling, every thought, every word, everything you see. Some things make you feel happy and warm and you see colours, other things, are grey and make you feel ncomfortable and like something is out of place...You gut is not there just to digest food its there to guide you when you are overwhelmed with too much humanity and less intuition...intuition being the operative word of what truly matters....

If you gossip enough, or betray enough or lie enough....it becomes apart of you. It seduces you and eventually you succumb to it naturally and eventually your goodness dies....Your soul becomes bleak and you forget who you truly are...It starts small, like a mossie bite and then it
spreads to the rest of you, it grows, it becomes bothersome and you know something is not right, you know because your gut is shouting out at you, but you just think you hungry and eat - lol....

Eventually, if no antidote is given....well you lose knowing and become...

It has an antidote...You have the antidote...Its you...and your thoughts and your beliefs and your honour and standards and morals and all those things that some say they dont have....Humans are not born evil....they are evolved into that due to the surrounding elements they delve into...

You can stop the poison from spreading. You can be that person...if you wanted to be...Yes the easy path is being poisoned and some might say 'who gives a damn, i live my life....' right? But guess what that conversation you are going to have with yourself later....Well it will tell you differently...Don't say i didn't warn you...

Take the antidote...No one is perfect and poison keeps on being shot up into our veins, but fight it and soon after...Poison gets a little bored and goes for the easier targets...Once you can change your mindset....your veins will flourish...

You know you love me, poison and all...xoxo

So many names, so little time...

Peeps of the Patterns...

So my passion for fashion is still very much burning in crimson red with dashes of burnt orange and lemon yellows - lol....I have been in the process of trying to educate myself whilst waiting for my books and all...And the stuff i have learnt....

Lets see - 

• Oscar de la Renta might be retiring
• Betsey Johnson has been bought over (well partnered) with one of her dearest friends due to the fact that she was in $50 million debt
• Ralph Lauren has a new Fashion Website
• Alexander McQueen committed suicide :-) (yes i know that is so last season, lol)
• Donatello Versace spends too much time in the sun
• Roberto Cavalli's wife is a lot taller than he is and an ex Miss Universe
• Blugirl gets way too little credit
• Stella seems a bit bland this Spring season
• Marchesa's dresses do indeed defy gravity
• Oh and did BJ use men as models in her Spring Collection 'Ride Me'?

So apart from the facts above there are a few other things i learnt...

• Don't be afraid of using colour on any level
• Camels and nudes (mmm, strange combo) are very back and so is denim
• 60's, 70's and even the 80's are killing the runways at the moment - so its very boho, rock, hippie, chic and Twiggy..... (love it)....
• Layer your outfits and its okay to use a foundation of lace as JPG did in his Spring Collection
• Pastels are very welcomed, as are big bows on high heels :-)

In the process of me unwrapping the gifts pertaining to the knowledge of all things fashion related i have been dying to start on a pattern for a lovely corset i have in mind.... (panels, remember panels...lol....). I'm also thinking i wanna try and attempt to configure an amalgamated thought (which happens to be a cross between a boho pants by Roberto C and my lovely imagination) and with that surprise myself by the end of the weekend...

I have formated my scrap books as well and as my step sis requested a few summer frocks, well, guess i have some work to do then hey - however with saying that....I have also learnt the following - 

• Baby steps - an empire has never been built over night
• Don't get distracted, not even if he has great abs ;-)
• Follow an ABC-plan, not ZXY (bound to drive you dyslexic and then what?)
• There is no rush, breath, touch, feel, rub up against (yes I'm talking about the fabric, not the abs - lol) and take it slow......

Apart from that...I would have to say even though my inspiration began with the lovely B and S (you know you love me), my inspiration is growing....A new standard of air has filled my lungs and its circulation through my veins as we speak (read/write - lol).... What is so awesome is i have this pallet of thoughts, lines and colours swirling in my mind past my eyes (so little skits appear and then disappears and then appears and disappears, lol) and they are being fueled with more colours and lines by great masters of the cloth...The way a seam envelopes a thigh or cups a breast... The way a colour projects inner beauty with ruffles of fun and glee.... The feeling of watching a piece of art glide over a runway, watching the waves of soft and delicate fabrics swish past each other, greeting with smiles and glistens.... :-)

Fashion is not just knowing the cut and flow of something, its an expression, its a lifestyle...Its a way of being and a true reflection of your glorious personality that fills the seams and what better way to express your awesomeness than by dressing it up with this and that....

You CANNOT go overboard...Always remember that......Colour is the spice of life :-)

You know you love my inner volcano for fashion :-)

xoxo

Passion for Fashion.....

People of Couture

Yes, indeed some might be questioning my crazed and seemingly impulsive moods and statements (of late) - highs and lows, but those are the ingredients to making the best bikki's in town - i will not settle for the Bakers Man - so..... Nibble a bit and let me know if you really didn't enjoy alllllll my crazy, yet intriguing facets - ha ha ha....

When i was a little girl, well about a head shorter than now (i didn't stand in the front of the line when height was given out, but boy did i get blessed with talent....) anyway, i drew pretty little pictures of stunning and magical dresses that would wear to my matric farewell, glamorous balls and glittering events (cause naturally i was going to be a superstar - please note i am currently a star only, 'super' being imported...)....So there i was drawing lovely outfits that i could see in my colourful imagination almost daily...Sadly, little blocks (which clearly stood higher than the average me - lol) blocked my view to my underlying talents and the fashion designer was put to sleep (in an silk and shivon ball gown i will have you know - always in style, lol)...

Then........ (i get so excited with this part)....a few weeks ago a few girls were sitting around chatting and clucking and cooing about this and that, when suddenly i made mention of a certain designed blouse/top/shirt/magical coat (lol) i was hoping a friends mother could put together for me as she had made mention previously that her mother sews and all and all...So, naturally to explain the look of what i was seeing in my center eye.....i drew and well.......The rest is being turned into a venture towards a fashionably successful and oh so much fun future...

I am drawing again and loving it, i have the tools, i have the studies, i have the support, i have the vision, the imagination, the motivation, the drive, the vision, the passion, the skills, the RAW talent!!!!!!! Ha ha ha - and i am moving all the way to the TOP.....

A passion is not an instant influx of a thought that has dawned on you, but rather a simmering broth of all the right ingredients and when the timing is right, when the contents fuse correctly with the right amount of spice and strife (cause yes, that is needed as well)....well then you are about to serve up the greatest dish of your life...A dish you have been preparing for your whole life and strangely, you might not even have realized it.....

So....that, ladies and gents is what all the whoooo haaaa has been about...I am now officially a student and my passion is growing by the second....To me this proves that no matter who you are, where you are, what you have been through, what you know or have been exposed to....your future is never as narrow minded and unobtainable as you  might think at times and once you are on the correct path the limits are unimaginable and well, limitless.... (he he he...)

(Oh and thank you to all those wonderful people in my life that are supporting me - you know who you are, much love.... and kisses and hugs....)

In closing - watch this space....And for those who know me......good for you!!!!! (ha ha ha - yes yes and good for me - dit is mos van selfsprekend.....)

Goeie gedorie.....

You know you love me in cheek, classy, sensual wear....

xoxo

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?

People of tights and corsets....

How beautiful are those lines some of us have yet to understand (and its really not that difficult btw, read slowly the 'dotted inserts', from R & J of course)....

• It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
  Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
  Who is already sick and pale with grief,
  That thou her maid art far more fair than she:

Wow that such beauty is compared to the gifts from nature. Gifts from nature which have been granted to us purely for viewing and to aid us in time-keeping only (well predominantly anyway)...Romeo here compares his fair Juliet to the sun and insults the moon (so to speak)...And this from one look, a few words and a kiss....

Teenage love, so pure and so untouched...The love you feel for that someone is volcanic and if felt in its entirety at such a vulnerable age, can....well last a lifetime...

• Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
  Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
  And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
  

Here Juliet is willing to give up on her name, her roots, her family all for the boy she felt those fireworks with....Is that not how it is when you are touched with the arrow of cupid at such a tender age....?

The sun does stop, the moon fades and the stars become brighter. A smile is accentuated by the whole body and a kiss is as potent as a night in his arms...The touch of his hand on your face, the feel of his breath on you neck....your heart enveloped with 'pop rocks' (those little candy bits that pop in your mouth when it gets wet) and you can almost feel it jump from your chest when you see him, speak of him or hear his voice....

• My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
  Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:
  

The world comes to an end....No one is around....Time is but a word....

• Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death;
  I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
  I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye,
  'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow;
  Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat
  The vaulty heaven so high above our heads:
  I have more care to stay than will to go:
  Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.
  How is't, my soul? let's talk; it is not day.
  

And forever is in your reach....The sand beneath your toes feels like velvet, softly brushing past your skin...The ocean warm, like a refreshing shower after a long day...The air rushing past your ears sound like angels whispering everlasting blessing for you and your love...

• It is my soul that calls upon my name:
  How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
  Like softest music to attending ears!
  

Nothing can break the bond, nothing can dampen the love...No walk is too far...

• How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
  The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
  And the place death, considering who thou art,
  If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
  

No evening is too cold...No kiss is taken for granted....No memory is dispersed with age....It is merely placed safely in a little holder for when the timing is right. It is merely on pause for the moment. For that moment the whispering angels knew of, but forgot to mention to you....Timing.....

Life is only worth living with him on your side...Losing him cannot be fathomed and is unspoken of....(we won't speak of the pain of the heart-ships throughout)...

• Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this,
  Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:
  If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help,
  Do thou but call my resolution wise,
  And with this knife I'll help it presently.
  God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands;
  And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal'd,
  Shall be the label to another deed,
  Or my true heart with treacherous revolt
  Turn to another, this shall slay them both:
  Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time,
  Give me some present counsel, or, behold,
  'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife
  Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that
  Which the commission of thy years and art
  Could to no issue of true honour bring.
  Be not so long to speak; I long to die,
  If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy.
  

Teenage love...So pure, so untouched.....Now the question is this....What if that little holder stays in a safe place and one day is opened...? What then...?

Romeo and Juliet were such beautiful examples of how things don't always work out as it should (due to timing i will have you know), however....if (by some miracle) Juliet awoke before Romeo drank the poison...what would have happened....

I'll tell you what would have happened.... - they would have been overwhelmed with their love for each other. The would have made haste and left the shadow-ridden city filled with sadness, hate and despair and they would have grown in love and forgotten of hate....

Mmmmmmmm, so many would disagree and sadly to a point my logic would join in on the 'Not a Chance' Parade....however (as this is my Blog and i will write as i choose)....R & J live happily ever after...Their timing works out, they run into each others arms and never let go...They partake in all they need to, to ensure a beautiful future for them. They reignite and do indeed, live happily ever after..... (Screw anyone who thinks otherwise (and i don't mean in a good way))...

U know u love me when i delve in romance.....

Kort en kragtig....

xoxo

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Chastity Mastity....

People of the Square Screen....

So my dad always threatened about that dreaded chastity belt. As i am sure many of you young ladies know its one of those little things that's mentioned around the lunch table during family meetings or when a boy comes to visit................

Those moments would just jump out (right in front of me, he he he) and with making their nasty appearance (unexpectedly and not with open arms, well,) your face would turn an off red (and if you were blond or wearing a pink or red top, oh well its basically a New-York-Main-Street-Billboard-in-Lights screaming out the obvious).....and your palms become sweaty (which means sweat droplets accumulate on your forehead naturally accentuating the bright lights and your heart screams out as only those yellow taxis can) Terribly traumatizing i must say...., however when you become older well, the blushing kind of stops and you end up rolling your eyes 'ah dad, again.....really.....'

Strange though where the story derives from...King Arthur was leaving on some 'save the day trip' and had to leave his beloved Guinevere with the Knights of the Round Table so he went to Merlin and asked his advice...

• 'Merls, ol' buddy ol' pal, i am to depart with first sun in the morrow, but my intestines squirm at the thought of leaving my loving and beautiful Guinevere unattended....After all Merl, ol' buddy ol' pal, you know what the Knights can be like, remember that trip we took to the marsh lands several fortnights ago.....Well Merl, ol' buddy ol' pal, i am sure you can feel my torturous predicament as it gnaws at my, immmmm nuts...'

My golly gosh me, really? A metal belt that envelopes a womans most delicate goodies AND with a key which is to be withheld from her AND in the hands of a man that 'loves her?'...

I'm having trouble understand this little ancient concept. Surely he trusted his wife...Surely he trusted his most faithful companions....Mmmmm, clearly not...If he trusted his wife there would be no need for such tremendously uncomfortable and unnecessary extremes and as for his trusted 'Knights'....you kidding right - I will trust you with my kingdom but not with my wife....

I would have to note this as a tragedy that Shakespeare would have done really well with...Othello and Romeo, not even Hamlet could comprehend such controversy which clearly labels a woman as, well as in need of being locked down....

One of the most vital ingredients for any relationship should be trust...So how much trust are you portraying if you lock your wifes goods up when you not around....!!!! Is she not trustworthy...If not, then why the heck would you wanna share your crown with her...Boggles my mind...

A chastity belt is needed for fathers/mothers with their daughters (figuratively speaking of course) as a humorous tool to possible bring the young back to earth when they feel the flutter of hormones lift them to higher levels...., but when a man has a thought so distrusting cross his mind as to lock his womans goodies down...oh dear - i think re-assessment might be in order...

U know you love me, without the belt...

xoxo

The Perfect Pair...

People of the 'Retail/Real' World

He he he - u walk into the general place it would be obtainable from and BAM! u c it....It is almost whispering your name....U feel an attraction like none before and make your way over to where the connection begins....Sheepishly you pick them up, oogle, smile, take a deep breath and politely and with great panache take a seat to slip them on...

You remove them from the box...You feel the material, smell the freshness of the soft inner sole, (quickly tug on your overly worn currents and shove them to the side, not wanting the fresh pair to see them...) Then you slowly and almost memorably slip Cinderella's Slipper on (the fairytale is REAL)...

What a perfect fit!!! They feel heavenly and you know you have to have them, no matter the cost...no matter the consequences. U r immediately in love and your heart is singing the sweetest tune (butterflies are fluttering amongst the other forest creatures joining the tiny birds in your song of completion). You walk out after delving into the red line on your credit card, but its okay cause they are stunning!!!!

So you have just obtained the perfect pair and when you get home you are eager to try them on with as many outfits as possible and strangely, they go with almost everything (well for now they do) ;-).... 

They are officially your favorite pair and you live in them; to work, drinks, dates, socials - you name it, you wear it....And they complete you. They give the confidence and the inner nudge towards perfection... Stand back world and Snow White, Cinder-freakin-Rella is in town....

Oh so my point then hey...He he he - well personally i think relationships are like a new pair of shoes - (giggle giggle)...

You find the seemingly perfect pair (and yes there are those few who do find the perfect pair) and you love them to bits. You are over the moon and show them off to the whole world. So excited, so happy, giddy one could almost say....

Then a few things could happen....

You wear them out - to the point of no return where the sole is thin and the heals have been replaced over and over...You just can't part, but know that all good things come to an end. The lessons have been learnt and you can learn no more...You part sadly (really this could take years) and say your final goodbye...Never to own a pair like that again...Lol

Or, the heels break within a month and you are terribly disappointed. Its a case of customer complaint or chuck to the curb, depending on how much energy you are willing to spend on them... ;-)

Oh don't forget those that give you terrible blisters. You know that they are bad for you, but for some crazy reason, you just can't NOT WEAR THEM...

Mmmmmmmm, i just bought a new pair of shoes recently (literally speaking) and let me tell you, they are stunning...I'm still in phase one...Lol...

Its strange how similar it really is - the excitement, the 'pea cock' stage, the I'm-use-to-u stage, the please-don't-break (even though you know its coming) stage, the denial (no they are not broken!!!) stage and then the goodbye....Adieu!!!! (wiping away a tear as you finally wave bye bye....)

And then...well, you mourn, u compare, u miss until...

He he he - u walk into the general place it would be obtainable from and BAM! u c it....

(giggle giggle, nudge nudge, wink wink)

U know u love me, new shoes and all

xoxo

Load Shedding...

Mmmmm, ok people of Palace...

 

I feel the need 2 express my concern about the fact that at times people tend to look for support and love where they are sure to never find it.

 

This is sad, crazy and oh so true, not to mention relevant. Why when u have a certain group of people who do care and do want to support and help and all and all, do we not lean on them, but rather yearn for the support from the ones, subconsciously, we know we will never get support from?

 

I think what we r meant 2 learn from something this transparent is that we yearn for what we can't have by nature. What we can have feels easily obtained and therefore we misinterpret the intensity of that support. We tend to feel that if people are so quick to support, how strong is that support and will it be strong enough to maintain the level of need. Whereas, the support we battle to get and yet yearn for, we feel might be that unconditional support that might possibly dissolve the reason why support is needed.

 

Strangely this is making sense to me right now......

 

I have recently learnt to accept support that is easily extended (easily cause its out of love and not what can be gained), and let me tell u, it kinda takes a load off to be honest.

 

It is not easy to actually say 'I need help' or 'yes, thank u, ure help and concern and support is welcomed'.

 

Why is that though? Maybe cause we are so scared that if we let go of the burden, share it and then as soon as we get use to not carrying such a heavy deck of cards, that the support might fade and to build that strength up again to be able to manage carrying all the suits on your own, well it is just so exhausting gaining the strength to carry the load when you have the strength to begin with (he he he, yes I go in circles when I ponder). Once you share that load, well when u get it back, u have to find the strength again...

 

Maybe I'm mumbling and perhaps none of this makes sense, but hey, that's Dorey for u....

 

U know u love me, load and all

 

Xoxo

If u can see me now....

Peeps of the Palace...

So, if you find out u have an illness that u can c, the feeling is more real right, but when u have an illness that simply doesn't show u (visually) that u r ill, well then it doesn't seem as real...

How about if u had an illness where u felt sick, but still didn't see it, until u on a treatment that forces u 2 then c that u r sick by means of something visual, well then it becomes more of a reality i suppose.

Well i think the importance of all of this whether you can see it or not, is this - u need to stay positively tuned in to health and the feeling that u r ok and that u will remain that way.

Some might know that i have been a little ill and stuff (not elaborating), but today i must tell u that it is a bit of a tough day. Why? Well i am now just not feeling it, but i can see it as well and it is scaring the living daylights out of me...It's horrible and scary and all and all, but......

I will remain positive and happy. I will not let this get me down no matter what!!! I will continue to be the awesome and happy person that i am. I might feel ill and see some of the effects the meds have and all and all, but i am still me and i still have my wonderful personality and nothing, not even being sick can take that from me...

So - moral of the story - well, ure mind is stronger than u think. Yes i have my moments where my mind shuts down (don't we all), but i can blame it on the meds - lol...So that is a positive thing right? Right! Anyway, the moral being, u r as strong as u allow yourself to be. The mind is a powerful thing and with having control over your psyche, it makes the rest seem easier...

Positive thinking and positive surroundings can do wonders no matter what anyone says. I am living proof of that...Yes, i will have a down day or moment every now and then, but i will and still remain strong. I am fine and it could be worse and i will help others where i can with the example i am setting...

You know you love me staying strong.

xoxo

Legally Blond

Mmmmm - peeps of the palace (in pink)...

Well, lately i have been overflowing with such amazing concepts and theories that the general consensus regarding my hair colour has been proven wrong on an infinite level...

People tend to look at a lady/woman/girl with blond hair and they immediately think - 'ha, dumb blond'....I, at times, use the excuse that the lemon juice i use on my hair has seeped into my brain to cause a form of slight damage - (he he he)... Really now...

Anyway - your hair colour, skin colour, eye colour does most definitely not determine your level of intellect...

Trust me when i tell you, i have my moments - he he he (hence Dorey Deluxe), however i am a seemingly intelligent young woman and ..... I'm BLOND - lol...

They say don't judge a book by its cover and how terribly true that is. You cannot base a persons skills by the look they have or even by the clothes they wear.

Scientifically speaking of course, the connection between two people (love/friendship) is not based on the black tights with Emo hair cut, but by the similar interests. That is what draws people together - those lovely little chemical buggers that go 'hey you, yeah you, i would like to be your friend' and kabaaaammmm, you have a new friend (maatjie) lol...

So, don't judge me or others on what you see, but rather close your eyes and 'see' what you feel...

Again, i am proudly blond and portray exactly that, naturally when it suits me of course...I am ditsy and fun, bubbly and slightly airy, I'm philosophical and theoretical, I'm intelligent and thorough and boy do i love a challenge - whether that is to see how fast i can paint my nails pink with a dot of silver sequence (ok, skip the sequence) or whether it is to determine the concept revolving around a wonderful theory Einstein or Socrates came up with - all in all, i do it with my heels on and my hair fluffed....

You know you love me in pink

xoxo

Soccer Fever!!!

People of the world who enjoy this wonderful sport...

Okay - so i am from Cape Town in South Africa right and i was pretty irritated with the idea of the World Cup being held here for a few reasons -

• Increased traffic


• Too many people


• Prices sky rocketting


• etc...

I did feel the World cup until, well it all started with my Birthday which was on the 11th of June (i know, how lucky am i) - so anyway...I felt it cause the world cup has just started and every felt the fever - i felt it more and delved into the added fever and kept some for my birthday (i know how selfish of me, lol)...So anyway i felt it, but not entirely...

In a way it actually still irritated me quite a bit, then a very good friend of mine suggested that a bunch of us go to the Fan Park...Mmmmm, im a comfort person and dont like alleys - dark or unventured....For me to partake in this i had to

• take a train to Cape Town from Century City


• walk the streets of central town as a woman (in other words my friends (male) can kick ass but being tiny i might have a problem doing that - lol)


• then embark on masses of people that i dont know, hope i dont get pick pocketed and see past all types (money, foreigners, race)...


• then - to make matters more insane, i had to take the train back (with my trusty companions, but still)


• and then walk under a dark and dingy bridge at early hours of the morning to get to our vehicles....

A bit to ponder i would say - but, i would have to say this.....

IT WAS ONE OF THE GREATEST EXPERIENCES OF MY LIFE!!!!!!

It was breath-taking. The people on the train were so helpful and it was so very safe. I felt like a 6 year old in the biggest toy store ever last night. The train ride, the walk, the people, the music, the spirit...

I met so many new people from all over our wonderful world and even though there were few dodgy 'gentleman' trying to immmm, well make their move, the balance were superbly nice and so much fun.

There was Phil - a 22 year old Sports Instructor who works on cruise ships. He has been in South Africa now or about a month and has enjoyed it immensely. He has taken a train ride in JHB as 6am in the morning, had a 'braai' in a squattercamp (these things i have never even done) and he loved it. He reckons SA is super awesome and i am going to have to agree. He was very charming and bought a few drinks for the ladies in our group. He made me laugh so much last night that my 'Mascara (say it in American accent, so funny)' run the whole night. He eventually looked at me and said 'Are you not perhaps feeling sad about something that you are not aware of under all the laughing?' - he he he...Not anymore Phil...Super Trooper indeed.

Then we had James from the south of London and his friends - oh and what an angel he was. So sweet and courteous, he reminded me of a Prince William and naturally i told him so...lol...I asked him if he liked 'Cucumber Sandwiches (say it in British accent) and i he would like a cup of teaaaa.' He he he - he replied saying he would love some tea and that, well he has cucumber sandwiches with cheese!!! He he he, who does that? He he he...They are leaving to Durban today and we convinced them to go Shark Cage diving...Lol...

There was also a wonderful gentleman from Ghane infront of us. Very quiet, very subdued, but oh so opinionative when something interesting happened. Naturally i was louder than a
Vuvuzela and when i did go a little quiet after the second half of the last 15 minutes of the extra time, he turned and said 'no, you must not be quiet, you must have faith and shout (said in Ghana accent)'...

When Ghana scored - oh wow.....I was worried that i might end up in some Emegency room of some nearby hospital as the jumping and hugging and shouting and all and all - well you cannot explain it, you actually need to be there to experience it. Then suddenly i looked up and searched for clouds and i felt rain - well people, it was rain made of beer. With the goal, the spectators threw their drinks into the air and beer went everywhere - i felt like i was in a Budweiser add - lol.....

Unbelievable is all i can say...

We made our trip home, only to look for another open pub as the spirit would just not leave us...

I have now oficially been bitten by the bug - the World Cup fever has hit me square inbetween my eyes and i cannot be moer excited...So as Germany plays and i blog, i am most defiantely making sure that next weekend i am at the fan park again - i feel terribly bummed for not being there today, but have another importanted arrangement...

Go Germany, make us proud!!!!!!

U know you need to get ill with Soccer Fever...

xoxo

About Time...

People of the Palace...

Yes, its about time that i do what i do again...And a better time than this is there not... :-)

That little piece i wrote 'Its my party and i will choose as i want to'?...well i am still going so strong. Being in control of me has never felt better.

It all comes with that switch that goes off. That button that once initialized, well there is simply no turning back really and boy am i chuffed.

For so many years so many people have told me the same thing over and over and over - its all about you and you need to take care of you first...Now i made the mistake of putting everyone before me until recently of course. I tell you its liberating. Oh, dont get me wrong, i am still me, sweet and kind and caring, but spoken in the truest words of all - its all about me!!!

The concept of 'Its all about me' gets misinterpreted so often - in the sense that, people tend to think its a selfish concept, however i am here today to tell you differently...All is pretty much based on Positive Manipulation (operative word being 'positive')...

I choose to still care and give and be and stuff, but i choose to do so for myself first and foremost. It is not selfish putting yourself first but rather a stunning growth process than can not be more liberating to your psyche.

1. I have fun.


2. I say no when a situation does not suit me.


3. I take from a situation what i can use and not what i cant.


4. If i dont like your opinion, i'll tell you but grant you the right to have it.


5. I am me and if you cannot respect that - sorry for yooouuuuuuu!

So - that is the base of my thoughts today. I am still going strong and i will not seccumb to emotional vampires of any sort. I am not a punching bag - he he he...

On a lighter note, how awesome is this soccer.....

Mmmmm, i feel another topic for a blog brewing...

U know u enjoy my updates...

Oh and dont forget to have a look at my other (more serious) blog - http://hertia9.wordpress.com/

xoxo

Houston we have Lift off...

People of the Web

So, i officially have the net at home and wow what a difference it has made...

I am now able to blog from home and bed, without having to use my Blackberry. By the by - i have started another blog. Must note though that its not lighthearted like this blog. Its more relevant to my pink galaxy piece... He he he...

So yeah - i will be blogging more often and spreading my wings a little more. How exciting is that...

Oh and the addie to the other blog is http://www.hertia9.wordpress.com/

Enjoy - u know u love me the more i write...

xoxo

Evolution based on Experience

Peeps of the planetary composition of this wonderful galaxy (one of many)...

Yes, my brain has worked overtime  and in a completion i would like to call, 'light switch theory'. Now - first and foremost, the 'LST' is basically when something in your psyche is enveloped by the same information over and over, but sealed with the correct fragment of information that makes the sense it needed to make from the first moment of gestation. 

Now, very recently i have had a few 'LST' moments, but what makes this so magnificent is the fact that the moments have not seized, if anything i am having one 'LST' moment after the next which i think is awesome in the highest level of awesomeness :-)

Okay - so gene pools are vitally important and definitely something to take into consideration upon conception, reason being (if you are 'mating' for fun, this is irrelevant, but in the interim of it being for reproductive reasons please take note), anyway...so you need to seriously look at the gene pool you plan on playing in. If the composition is not of the highest quality the end result will be dismally bland. 

Apart from the gene pool, you also have your blue print which is based on many many different things...ancestors, gene pool, astrology, etc. Your blue print can however be altered due to future choices, environment, broken circles; in other words - evolution.

The importance of evolution is as important as breathing. If you do not evolve, your life goals will seldom be reached. Your full potential will not be attained and you will only accomplish a drop in the ocean of what you can. 

Growing into who  you are from who you were is part of the evolution process. Knowing where the golden line of emotion is so that you can determine when to step over it and when not... Training yourself to selectively choose what you want to be apart of and what you don't want to be apart of.

Looking in that mirror and truly being content with what you see...Why would that be so important you might think, well its simple...If you are happy with what you see in that mirror, you will not look for approval, recognition or any other form of negative manipulation - cause evidentially that is what it is...Manipulation in all walks of life is needed, however you need to know how to maintain and steer that manipulation. Negative manipulation is self-destructive and won't get you to evolve, but rather consume you with the exact opposite.

Growth is vital. Evolution is vital. Positive manipulation is vital. 

Such a huge topic that i surely have to touch on again. Currently my mind is too full of different theories and this might not make any sense...But to me, right now, it does and that is what matters...

Hope you all have many 'LST' moments...

You know you love the words i use...xoxo

Hallmark Card...

Mmmmm - People of the Palace.... So i have been thinking, yet again - he he he...

You know those fairy tale loves that you only see in movies and on the cover of a Hallmark card??? Well i have a theory and my theory is this....

It does exist, else it would not be the subject of movies or on the cover of a Hallmark card...The ideas and thoughts and plots and plans had to come from somewhere...

Chivalry is not dead and Romance is indeed alive and kicking, however - with saying that, as chemistry brings people together....well i reckon it works the same way for Mr Chivalry and Ms Romance - the chemistry and combination of the possible love has to be right for those factors as well. 

I mean yes at times you find a great combination and all goes well and then suddenly, for no real logical reason, things fall to pieces - well the combinations weren't all correct...

Love exists... Flowers might not be welcomed by a woman because its not the right guy giving it to her - with saying that, for some woman, when they do get all their hearts desire (material wise as an example), then they are no longer interested, why? Not because the challenge is over, but rather because the combination is not right...The wrong man is bringing the wrong woman flowers...I mean think about it - Happily in love and being spoilt rotten, come now - u telling me if the combination is right, that you would not welcome that...Whateva!!!

A guy might be head over heels with a wonderful lady, but then by the time day two kicks in, then he has lost interest...Its not that she did something or that he did, its just the wrong combination...(Or he is a player only in it for the sex and due to you saying no, now he is no longer interested - sad that you actually get that...But that is another post on its own - he he he).

Everything in this world is based on energy and compatibilities of structures to be formed by different elements - now really, did we honestly think that love would be different...Love is just a word that was made up by some very important person with loads of money and then patented in the world dictionary, but really - we all feel it, some in different ways to other, but we still all feel it...So...

Feel it, try it and combine it - you will be surprised with the strange concoctions you come up now that you know you throwing a bit of this in here and a dash of that over there...

He he he - enjoy Home EC 101...

U know u want to be loved xoxo

Ps. I feel the need to elaborate on this subject, trust me i will - Mwah mwah mwah...

Its My PARTY and I Will Choose as I Want to!!!

Good morning people of the palace and what a stunning day in Cape Town it is...

The Vuvuzelas r out and the peeps of the shiny pillars r ready 2 take on the foreigners with all their might...

Well, i have a World Cup of my own 2 enduldge in and i wuld like 2 stress how things will b from tomorrow (my b-day) onwards...

1. If u do not bring anything positive & loving 2 my life, excuse ureself from it!
2. If u feel the need 2 harm me or undermine me in anyway, please excuse ureself!
3. If ure intentions r not pure and coming from a gud place, please excuse ureself!

After much thought and filtering through what i call my Grey Matter it has come 2 my attention that their r some people who do the following -

• Take me 4 granted
• Use me 4 their own selfish reasons
• Walk over me 2 make them feel better about their lives
• Undermine my intelligence purely coz I'm made of Candy floss
• Hurt me over and over and over (i don't really give a shit that its not intentional at times, u still doing it.....)

So yeah - this is a clean slate...

I have had enuf of being treated the way others feel like treating me, which happens 2 not b the way they want 2 b treated by others...

Please do note however that this is not with reference to all in my life - u know who u r...

So, as it is my b-day tomorrow i wuld suggest the following - if u can't do me proud and justly, get packing and get out of my life - thank you very much!!!

I plan on growing more towards the sun and flowering in2 an even better attribute to those who deserve me in their lives...

I know who i am and to have others get me to question myself is just wrong - 'Be gone with you!!!'

I am the mother f'n princess whether u like it or not!

U know u will luv me if u really do
xoxo

Its All But a Game

Evening People of the Palace

Tonight I have been thinking, yet again and yes its dangerous,
I know, but life is so much like a game.

The problem, amongst a few, is the fact that we get no instructions and we get no rule book! U r put out on2 the field and told 2 win, that's it!

So u have the field, which I'm thinking is the immediate areas u find yourself in-school, work, parties, wherever...

Then u get the people on ure team and the people on the offending team.
Confusion sets in, y? Simple, u c, u don't know who is on whose team until closer 2 the end of the game or towards a good half or more of the playin time...

The fact that the opposing team seems 2 b under the radar is what makes the game even more daring and trying. U don't know who 2 trust, who 2 side with and who 2 depend on. At times u depend on the wrong player and BAM u get hit in the nuts!

Then its back to the drawing board and then u try yet again, only for BAM to get hit in the nuts again. When u score, all seems worth it, but with all gr8 games there is very little on the scoreboard but so much effort in the game.

Screw that...I don't wanna play anymore. Ill resort 2 some one on one indoors where I stay warm, safe and have more control. As soon as u venture out into the playing field u r more likely for that BAM to knock ure wind out than for the commentator 2 go 'and she scores!'

Game over? Yes please...

U know I love me xoxo

We were there 2!!!???

Afternoon people of the palace...

So something dawned on me over this awesome past w-end...

Remember those days u wuld go 2 party at some club for the first time - u just got ure ID and were officially legal to go there now...The dodgy clubs u kept 4 when u did not have the ID, but now u had the little green book and proudly carried it with u!! (OK well i didn't, but some peeps did, so anyway)....

Now u get to go to a proper club, the proper way AND NO ONE CAN THROW YOU OUT!!!! You walk in, u nervous and making sure u balancing correctly on ure very high heels, glimpse in2 the door u pass to see if ure hair is still in place...You hear the music, feel the beat, smell the smoke (or the scent of some yummy man passing you by :-)) and then you enter the room where all the other peeps are...The bar is full, people are laughing and dancing and u seem 2 fit in...You start 2 have loads of fun and dance and shake ure tiny little tight ass and then, then u c those woman, yes i said woman, sitting at the bar, or table or on the dance floor - 'My Gosh, how old are they and what are they doing here?'

The woman spot you and immediately discuss the scenario 'If my daughter comes here in a little tiny dress like that, i will walk in here with my curlers and fokken slippers and drag her out by her hair.' 'Can you believe how short that dress is' 'How is that little chicky check me out, does she know i am a mother.?' He he he - sounds familiar - question is which side sounds most familiar and the scary part is, u gonna end up on both ends, whether you want 2 or not...

:-) - strange how the spectrum of life shifts every so often and then subtly reminds you where you actually fit in... :-)

'Little teeny boppers should be home at that time of the night' or 'Why are there so many old people here?' - He he he.... (Old i will have you know, is not even 30 yet according to the boppers...)

U know u luv me xoxo

Look at that amazing view!

Morning people of the palace... :-).

How strange is it that its the small things we tend 2 disregard, especially when life
seems 2 b handing u Tequila and not lemons! As soon as things seemingly goes well
, we tend 2 lose sight of those little things that truly make us smile...

Mmmmm...
A stunning morning with the birds singing.
A sneeze...or two, or three, or four (and yes I do believe the more u have, the more u smile...
for factful reasons of course).
A smile from some hunky dude in the traffic, yes u in the new Golf GTI, u know who u r!
Finding the perfect outfit for the day that says 'I am here world and feel as good as I look,
so pass me more Tequila!'
A really good hairday!
Finding that hidden R100 note in the jacket pocket of the jacket u have not worn since last winter.
A really good meal!
Or, a sweet message from a sweet someone letting u know they r thinking of u!
Oe oe oe oe, or when...and moving swiftly along. Lol...

We get so caught up in the daily duties of the day. Get so into doing what we have to
and what we r programmed 2 do, that we skip breakfast or looking at the view as we drive 2 work.
Stop! And look. Stop! And listen. Feel the sunlight, smell the fumes of the traffic, he he he,
kiddin, smell the fresh air (if u can find some) and enjoy the tiny things, that will make
the big things seem huge!

No one can be happy and positive all the time, not even Kirstie Alley,
but if u note the small things u r bound 2 smile more,
which uses less muscles than frowning, so less wrinkles! He he he!

Have a super day all and make the best of it all!

U know u luv me xoxo

Addicted to Abuse...

So if u r raised ure early years of ure life 2 be okay with people talking down to u, with being mistreated and not standing up and staying something, well then as an adult that is what u will end up doing, until - well until u start 2 realise that what is happening is not working (something will feel off par and eventually), he he he, well eventually u will manage to say enuf! You will end up standing up for yourself, not necessarily in a negative or violent way, but most definitely in a benificial way to you as an individual - genoeg is mos genoeg!!!

Being a parent u have such a huge responsibility to your offspring - a handbook and exam should be installed - parenting is dangerous - if you end up installing the abuse, manipulation and unjust, well can you only imagine the adults emerging from that?

Sometime parents don't even realise what they are doing due to the fact that they were reared the same way by their parents - so a vicious circle is just repeated over and over and over and over and over...It is for the few that realise the craziness to put a stop to that behaviour, to not install it into the next generation.

Being mistreated and abused and walked over causes people to be weak and not succeed to the best of their ability. It stunts the growth of a flower dying to bloom!!! Cruelty at its best...

I remember this girl i knew that would feel terrible if she saw someone upset or angry - she would immediately think that she had done something wrong. She would try to be overly nice and accommodating to that person and eventually would ask 'but what have i done', only for that person to frown and then note, but it had nothing to do with her...The burden she carried with her was huge and ate away at her spirit daily...

This was all due to her mothers behaviour around her. Her mother would have a bad day and be in a terrible mood and then resort to mistreated her. Saying horrible things to her, breaking her character down, treated her like a slave that could just not work hard or good enuf and then when she would ask her mother, 'please, what have i done?' well - she wouldn't even answer her, making her daughter feel that she had done something wrong and enduring every second wondering and fearing what would be next...

So i think if you feel at any time that something someone does as whatever point makes u feel funny and not in a good way, that u need to stand the 'peter pan' up and say so! Don't take it. No one owns you. No one dictates to you or lives your live....You owe no one nothing!!! (How is that for terrible English)...

Have your say and make your stand - u don't have to be a victim if you listen to your soul!

You know you love me - xoxo

Intellect, but lack of common sense

Good day people of the Palace....

There r times when i flabbergast myself 2 all hearts content with the most intriguing little words that erupt from my mouth...

The idea of this BLOG is 2 note my thoughts, amongst which u r sure 2 find sum form of guidance, humour or just plain gud reading...I have been known 2 have my moments of stardom amongst the intellectual beings on this earth, but i have also been known 2 attract & entertain, the not so bright little Xmas lights...Here i wuld like 2 share those moments with u.
Pls note though that sum might find sum posts offensive, if that is the case, please luk 4 the little cross on the right hand corner of ure screen & click it!!!!
Ure views r welcomed...
Other than that, 4 those that have enjoyed Dorey's moments in the past, enjoy the moments 2 come - he he he...
U know u luv me (yes its patented by GG, but hey, it's my BLOG - deal with it) xoxo