A friend took me out on Friday night to go
googling, yeah man, it was proper
googling on the hot young hot white boys at some joint in Sandton, .well, see
my friend is single and ready to mingle, all I can say by the end of the night
I was proposing to the hot Irish man, not really but I was telling him how
beautiful he is, I have not looked at white boys that way, but God damn! that
guy had me speaking in tongues (not literally), anyway we ended up taking
selfies and drank, and I decided to leave because, well I remembered my vows.
I have fortnightly runs with the girls,
because we are preparing for the Oom die dam and the two oceans marathons, but I’m
just doing a half marathon. After the
run I had to prepare for the MBFWJ 2015, off I went to the Constitutional Hill
for the David Tlale show which he always has off site SMH!, on arrival we
registered and went to the waiting area were there was cocktails compliments of
Ciroc and there were other beverages, I quickly found my water because I was
not feeling well after the 27 kilometers run in the morning ( I did not have my
usual banana before the run, nor did I have pasta the night before) hence I felt
very sick and could not take anything at the time.Eventually the show started
King
Tlale as his fans would say
I loved most of the ladies pieces because they
were practical or red/black/yellow or blue carpet ready. But, the gents?? Judge
for yourself,
From here we had to rush to Melrose Arch
tor the 2:30 show, we got our tags and tickets and rushed to the venue where we
watched the up and coming designers compete, of the twelve young designers,
there were four who won a prize to be mentored for a year and there was prize
money as well. Madam Zuma announced the
winners. It was happening (food and booze) at the Mercedes Benz marquee and I
unfortunately had to leave because old age.
@Qondi, what does MBFWJ stand for?? *covers face*Yes, I also did not read, cop and paste chronicles*
By Qondi
