My magazine debut

Vintage Lifestyle Magazine is exactly what it elludes to being: an online magazine which explores in great detail the vintage lifestyle. I was lucky enough to be featured on page 45 of their 5th issue which was a great honour! Make sure you have look at the rest of the mag by following the above link.



Just coz I like things!
CrazyBlackVirgin

What I got up to on Momday evening ☺

So I figured: I'm always blogging about other people do and what other people wear and where they go. Why the hell not give you a glimpse into my life? I've already been described as the epitome of vanity so one post about me and my lootings won't do any further damage, right? RIGHT! So off I went to Co.Fi Rosebank on Monday to indulge in a bit of kasi soul aka The Soil.

We were invited to join them for their performance at 7pm, I arrived at 8pm and they still hadn't started with their set. To cut a long story short the whole house was kept waiting for 3 bleddie hours before we were blessed by an hour-strong performance by the stars of the night! If you still don't understand what I'm on about, here's a taste from this internet sensation performing the song I came to know them by "Sunday"



Their live performance is waaaaaaay better though, it's just unfortunate I was daft enough to forget to take video footage.

The Soil is a 4 member acapella group whic "aims to bring healing to the world with their music" The members are Buhle (lady with the head-scarf, Phindo (guy on the far right) and Ntsika (guy on the far left). Their fourth member lives in the spritual form (Casper) and I think that's just creepy!



Buhle and I, too precious ♥



Their first self-titled album has been out since June and it's just one of those you shouldn't miss. I said this to the trio after their shindig " you guys aren't just artists, you're amazing performers" And I meant it, I bow down...

CrazyBlackVirgin

They looked good

Have a quick look at this vid and make sure you take note of Nhlanhla Nciza's outfit. She's the frontlady of then- Afro pop trio Mafikizolo. I think she nailed the white-on-white on the head! Perfect

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Knitting can be soo darn cool

Remember how your gran would sit in her rocking chair with a ball of yarn knitting you stuff you'd never wear? No? Good, me neither. Sorry Gogo, but yarn bombing (guerrilla crochet, knit graffiti, yarnstorming, or any combo of the former...)  is so freakin' awesome! 




The mother of the yarn bombing movement, Magda Sayeg, ambushed 99 trees with some shock and awe here in Texas (below), the birthplace of warm and cozy graffiti. How cute...



This world-brightening practice has gone global, and it manifests itself in a variety of styles, from subtle pops of color against the drab landscapes of the world...



...to full-fledged assaults on cars, buses, phone booths, you name it!







Who knew knitting could be such a fucking thrill?! Ahoy knitters, I salute you
CrazyBlackVirgin 

Can't wait to have a daughter so I can recite this prayer

First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.

May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.

When the Crystal Meth is offered, May she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half and stick with Beer.

Guide her, protect her when crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.

Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes and not have to wear high heels.

What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.

May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.

Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen. Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.

O Lord, break the Internet forever, That she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers and the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.

And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.

And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back.

“My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.

Amen.

A poem written by actress comedian Tina Fey. This is real love

CrazyBlackVirgin

Aren't these the cutest...

Excuse me, if I mean anything to anyone out there I'll wake up to a turqouise and tan Proenza camera bag TOMORROW! These are the sickest, especially for us bloggers who always slug around with our cameras.
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The art of looking cool

Love this look. Got me thinking: how come some women find it nearly impossible to look good without looking like they spent a whole day getting ready while some elegantly glide towards their closets and immediately know what to pair with what??? The injustices of this world know no end I tell you!

CrazyBlackVirgin