Saturday, September 20, 2014

10 South African Outtakes

So, as I went looking for my clam yesterday, which I guess technically wasn't even a clam but a sea snail, I came upon so many photos from our trip to Cape Town that seemed kinda blogworthy. So here goes, 10 South African outtakes:

First, I give you Johan and a minion! 
If minions were for real, they'd be the world's number one pet, I think. Because who in their right mind could ever neuter let alone put down or abandon a minion?

Johan and I went to a nice coffee shop one morning, and they served me a cappuccino with the letter S drawn into the foam. I don't remember them asking my name, nor did the name of the shop start with the letter S. So go figure.

I guess S has a simple and organic shape, whereas R can be quite a bitch to pull off latte-art wise. So perhaps this is what they teach you in barista class. "In our first semester, we're going to perfect the letter S. Come fall, we'll be making hearts and leaves, and by the time you graduate, you will be mastering The Jacko."

Here Johan is all: "Spectacular? What scenery? Where?

Just me and my man Darth Vader hangin'.
Know those ankle length cardigans that some of the tall, fancy girls wear? Yeah? Well, I should not be wearing those. Vader IM'ed my this photo and wrote: "Girl, you know I dig you, but you CANNOT pull off a cape!"

By the way, in the photo below Darth Vader went: "Hey Johan, get a photo of me slicing the air with this huge pink feather!"
We mounted 3/4 of this! 
Lion's Head it's called.
At first I was all, yes, I can do this. 
Feeling cocky, thumbs up and all.

But as we approached the top, I may have cried and gagged a little. And that's when Johan decided to take a photo of me.
Guys, seriously, I was staring into the abyss! That's how steep it was. And there was no security fence! Or security net! And I'm afraid of heights! And honestly, one misstep and that would have been the end of me. What I didn't get though was that little kids and barefoot joggers kept passing us. "DON'T YOU WANT TO LIVE?!" I called out from my fetal position on the ground.

But at least the view was breathtaking even three quarters up.  

And on an almost final and quite unrelated note: Tourists looking at penguins. 
And also, synchronously holding back a fart?

Meanwhile, the star of the show was pulling all the tricks it learned while majoring in hospitality management: "Oh really, all the way from Montana? I've got a cousin in Montana."

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Recently, I said to someone, but I can't remember whom: "Oh my god, did you ever see a clam walk? It's the craziest thing!" and then I thought, hey wait a minute, how do I even know this?

First hand is how I know this, I just remembered! Recorded this little sucker when we were in Cape Town, and it's been sitting on my hard drive ever since. I guess it doesn't walk as much as it drags itself forward with the help of its evolutionary precursors to hands. But still!

A part of me feels that I shouldn't post the videos below, because they kinda of steel the thunder from my clam. But then again, I don't bring up the subject of bivalve mollusks often on this blog, so I figure we might as well get it over and done with.

FYI, it looks like a tongue, but apparently it's a foot, which it uses to move around and get a sense of its environment and find a means of escape.

Happy Friday.

Monday, September 15, 2014

another one of them round up posts

1) I started taking ballet classes! Or rather, I took one ballet class, then missed out on the second one on account of me being out of the country, so I guess I should rephrase that as "I took one ballet class".

I'm not really sure what to think of it yet, but I had definitely anticipated that ballet for adult beginners (sporting pot bellies and white pantyhose, at that) would feel..kind of fun? Ironic? You know, that the room would be full of throaty laughter whenever we did our plies and first positions? Instead it all felt a little serious, to tell you the truth. But be that as it may. Now I have ballet shoes and will not stop before I look like the fox below and have the light and elegant posture I first set out to achieve.

2) I went to London and I'm tempted to add "for work" because that sounds fancier than "with work", which is closer to the truth. (I went with my colleagues, in case I left you confused there).

One of the things we did was go on a verrry long street art tour in Shoreditch. Long as in 3 and a half hours. That's long, and honestly, street art strikes me as a little outdated, so I rebelled and took photos of other things instead, including the fancy builder below, which I love, the pierced pretty boy in a barber shop, and a faded poster in the window of a closed-down shop.

3) On said trip, I got to see Johan's shop on Columbia road! Actually, I should rephrase this also, because it's technically not his shop, but rather his fiancé's. Captured By it's called and it sits at the very end (or beginning, depending on where you start) of Columbia road. They're open on weekends, and if you're into either fancy coffee, affordable design classics, Danish design icons, crisp white shirts and/or mouthwatering sunglasses, watches and pens, I say go there and have a chat with Johan and his woman, who are just the loveliest people ever.

I've snatched the photo below from their site, and while we're at it, I might as well add that the lovely interior is designed by Johan and his partner in professional crime, Maggie Bursa. They're an amazeballs team and you can learn more about them here.

over and out :)