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Inclusive Safe Spaces.

Ok… granted that’s not an actual ball category, it is however a very important topic for discussion. Probably more important for the folk who are sick and tired of being victimised in violent, rapey and femmephobic spaces. Lord knows this isn’t of much importance to cis folk who fit the so-called everyday norm of the gender binary or those who show acceptable levels of masculinity that afford them the privilege to move through such spaces with more ease.

Femme bodies have always been and continue to be targets of assault and violence by hateful energies that are fuelled by fear, self-hatred and a hunger for exerting an ignorant power this society has taught them they are entitled to. That’s just the thing with this kind of negative power – it feeds on those who have been identified as weak and unworthy. Trust and believe that femme energy is none of these lesser words the majority relentlessly associates with it. It is in fact the more positive power. This is something I’ve learned from my own experience.

To nurture this seemingly unpopular power a handful of femme, queer and trans identifying peeps in Jozi have gone ahead and created their own inclusive and safe spaces. Spaces where self-expression is encouraged. Where vulnerability, creativity and femininity is praised and tolerance of nonsense from the negative power is very low if any at all.

I still remember buying a tight white lace top and stashing it in the back of my cupboard for months before I eventually got the courage to wear it at my first Cunty Power last year. The courage wasn’t because I was wearing a lace top. The courage was deciding to present and express myself the way that I’d always wanted to. It was a understandably tough for me. Especially the moment we had to leave the safety of the space I was in to go to Great Dane. It was ‘Same Sex Saturdays’ but I had never dressed like that publicly, at least not outside of a costume party. As fierce as I looked, I couldn’t help but shrink and feel some type of way because of the space I was in. Which mind you was mostly gay men, but femmephobia is no joke. Some of it was my own internalised stuff for sure but the night took an magical turn to where this girl walked up to me, took my hand and told me how beautiful I looked. She then put on a red beaded bangle on my wrist and went on her way. That act of love and connection did something to me. I’ve never looked back since that day.

Embracing my femme energy and loving the versatility of wearing whatever I want regardless of what the store clerk or gendered shop signage says is the very reason I choose spaces that deliberately and explicitly protect people like me. Anyone who knows me will know that I religiously go to Pussy Party at KCB in Braam. The message of PP is very clear – protect, uplift, nurture and love of femme and queer bodies. Anything against that is refused. It is undoubtedly my second home where I get to dance my queer ass off until the early weekday morning with zero fear or apprehension. Maybe a teensy bit of fear of a violent hangover the following day, but that ain’t never hurt nobody.

Just a month back a spectacular event was born in Joburg called Vogue Nights. Ever since I watched ‘Paris Is Burning‘ (available on SA Netflix 😉 ) only a just few years back actually, I’ve been obsessed with ball culture, voguing, metamorphosis and the notion that you can choose your family. Vogue Nights surely gave me that hope and promise that sizoba grand. The voguing beasts from V.I.N.T.A.G.E Crew turned it out on the floor battling MrAllOfIt and other gorgeous divas dressed in beautiful silks, fishnets, shiny gowns and colourful hair. I myself played it down a little because I had a dinner in Rosebank before and wasn’t about to put myself in any kind of a situation with Uber drivers or bigoted patrons of Doppio. That of course is my own struggle and another reason I live for these events that tell me it’s OK to be you, to be extra and to do the most. I did however put my choppy black wig, called Yolanda, in my pocket which later came out to play downtown with all my other femme, butch, queer and trans brothers and sisters.

The M.I.A. concert, KOP JHB, Afropunk and other iconic events I’ve been to in the past year have been shameless at promoting and supporting the LGBT+ community and putting strict disclaimers that do not tolerate any sort of ill treatment of any human, period. Many will try and play ignorant or make excuses for the toxic spaces that turn a blind eye to what they know is true. Some will demand to be educated on this matter instead of taking their own initiative to learn from global standards institutions such as the Afropunks have set in their governing principles.

What I really do hope for is that the many and the some will do better in striving for inclusiveness and safety for the folk that attend their parties, events, homes, restaurants and bars. It’s time we connected on the real things and allow one another to have fun without compromising any bodies (femme or otherwise). It’s hella idealistic hope for sure, but It’s hope nonetheless. We’re pretty much nothing without it.

xo,

ALN.

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Weekend Mirror Style

Fully back in the swing of things. New week, hopefully new moves. Losing my holiday glow already from being back at work. Yawn! I’m just glad it seems to be getting a little bit warmer. The last time I did a WMS post it was basically Game of Thrones up in Jozi. I don’t watch the show (don’t @ me!), but it always looks snowy and cold af.

Anywho… LEWKS!

Friday: Back at work, but it was Friday so not much work was done… Lesbi-honest. What did work though was the outfit I threw on. Started with the camo pants and eventually worked my way into this lewk with a pink Topman sweater over a white button up and tan Chelsea boots. The denim worked better than any other coat with these colours. 🙂

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Saturday: 3 hours boozy brunch with my best, Sunni, under the winter sun was the best start to the day. I was pretty hammered from the bubbly and sunshine by the end of it. Best! Then I hit the burbs for a friends farewell. After my post about Clueless 30th last week I was inspired to do a white cropped sweater over a pink striped button up both from Cotton On. Cher Horowitz did a ton of these on the film. Lower half was my trusted ripped jeans and grey camo D+D loafers.

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Sunday: Mellow day spent with friends for a cute 6 year old boy birthday. Getting dressed was a scramble. Black is always the easiest option for me when I have no idea what I wanna wear. Was feeling particularly femme so I did a black Puma crop with a black ankle length cotton skirt and grey wool jacket. Silver NBs with red laces added a bit of something something to all the dark colours.

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Great weekend. Stayed off the streets on account of energy. But we shall rebuild! Have a goodie cuties!

xo

ALN.

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Lebanon VayCay Style

Seeing as I didn’t really watch or listen to anything new – Oh god wait! Darkie Fiction dropped their EP last week! I LIVE! You have to hear it. It’s so epic and goes down real good. Dripping with all the local flavour. Search ‘Sobabini: A Mzansi Revolution‘ on all streaming sites.

As you can tell there is no #FOMOFridays today. I’ve been away. Which leads me to this post! Mama had to serve some lewks while holidaying in Lebanon. It was hot and humid AF, but I managed to look cute each day. You guys would laugh at my little notebook in which I itemised each outfit day by day. Trust me it makes packing so much easier!

Thursday: Arrival day was great! Settled into the apartment and got some shut eye as we got there crazy early. The day was long and consisted a lot of sitting in traffic. It was all worth it when we got to the most amazing Mediterranean restaurant with the best food EVER. I wore my pink on pink delight shirt and shorts from Asos. On the feet I slipped into these embossed tan Duke+Dexter loafers. Nice overcast day which ended with a walk around the old city of Byblos with it’s gorgeous churches, cobblestone roads and harbour.

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Friday: Boat day! So initially it was planned that we’d spend the whole day on this great party boat and frolic in the still Med sea to our hearts content… until the sea decided not to be still. Plan B was chilling on the stony beach in Batroun. Honestly a better alternative. The day was the best! Boozy, tiny cozzies and loads of food. Wore as little as possible. The vintage silk kimono from Vintage Goddess is all you should care about here. Hehe.

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Saturday: Go Aya, it’s your birthday! I knew this day was going to be lush and delish all the way up in the mountains of Bkessine village. It was certainly no village by any South African standards. I had my girl Buhle of Fashimo Styles make me this two piece African print number. Initially had it untucked, but a tuck always wins. How gorge is this print from Nigeria??

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Sunday: Funday. Woke up late. Chilled and fooled around at the apartment making videos to Darkie Fiction songs and eventually hit the city of Beirut. Loads of walking around and taking snaps of the coolest area called Mar Mikhael. Finally got to wear this Hawaiian-esque shirt from Zara with white shorts, white leather Converse and topped off with a vintage Fila corduroy cap. Easy breezy, beautiful.

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Monday: Final day in the city was another chill one. My outfit certainly wasn’t! Lol. I had a choice between orange high-wasted pants made for me by Buhle or white linen pants; all white was going to be overkill so I went with the orange. Winner! They looked so good with a loose white linen button up and camo print Duke+Dexter loafers. Great day of art museums, margaritas and the constant hunt for WiFi.

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I had THE best time dressing up every day like it was my bday (one day was of course). Lebanon was so gorgeous with so much history and variety. The men are so HOT and everyone is so friendly and warm. Imma give you the full lowdown in a future ALNgoes post.

Have a great weekend!

xo

ALN.

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AyaWasLikeTotally30…

…3 years ago. Yesterday I got one of those ‘Facebook memories’ reminders of a picture of my personal best dressed faves; Inge, Dylan and Amanda dressed as the iconic trio from Clueless, at my 30th birthday party in July 2015.

I really just wanted to do a young throwback of this just so I could share this invite I made for the party. If you know me well, you’ll know this is one of my favourite films EVER and it had turned 20 years old when I was turning a whole 30.

I still remember being about 12 years old in boarding school and tagging along to the video store to hire the weekend movies. This was like ’98 so trust it was VHS upon VHS. Lord knows who I was with, but I forced them to hire Clueless among two other typical boy movies like Naked Gun or some hyper masculine action or sport film (those were all the rage back then – Kevin Costner I’m looking at you!). I had obvs seen the movie like a million times with my cousins so I was already fluent in eye-rolling, saying “what-ever” at every turn and pretending to know what Cliff notes or Haiti (said Hadey) was.

The movie played on a 51cm colour TV that sat suspended at the top right corner of the overcrowded hostel TV room with it’s wooden framed cushioned sofas, screaming red and gold floral carpets (which gave the worst f-ing carpet burns ever), oppressive white walls and it smelled of shampoo, soap and puberty. We had all just showered ten minutes before. I was obviously having the best time! Quoting every line and doing the whatever double hand gesture the hateful Amber character abused at almost every classroom scene. Surprisingly everyone else really liked the movie. Most of them commented on how they finally got all the random crap I always said. Even for a little bit I felt totally understood and happily continued to flip my non-existent hair over my shoulder whenever I crushed a maths test. Which was hardly ever to be honest. I was more of stage queen back then.

Wow. This post turned out to be a whole lot more than I intended it to be. Lol. Writing it had me go down memory lane to some really fond experiences at my time at D.V. Taylor House. Experiences with my then closest mates who actually always had my back through and through now that I think of it. Until high school came of course… then there were all sorts of plot twists and melodrama. Shout out to the OG dorm crew Senzwa, the two Mawandes, Dyasi, Anda and Phiwe.

Here’s the email invite I modelled after Cher’s speech:

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The rad flyer I made on PowerPoint:

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What a glorious moment during one of the darkest times of my life. Just 3 and half months before my mother passed and never got to see me turn the big 3-0. I know that I had to continue. Celebrate my life. Remember her influence and always know that I come from a place of love. It has certainly taught me to not cling onto big ages or events that occur in my life but cherish the joy and love every day offers, being authentic and honest, trying to be present, making the most of this temporary thing called life and even more so to be grateful for it.

Now at 33 I can say I live in gratitude of this body, this mind, my amazing friends, family, this earth and it’s beauty and of my gorgeous life giver who did the absolute best she could.

It’s all like TOTALLY great you know? 30 was a good start.

xo,
ALN.

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Weekend Mirror Style

Ok so I had some drinks on Saturday. There I said it! Hahaha. I should’ve known there was no way I was gonna do an art fair without clutching onto a nice little summin’ summin’. It was freezing so I clutched onto some Shiraz. So… so long Dry July. The weekend was fantastic nonetheless. No hangovers to nurse at least. Kept shit classy.

Friday: This was another disastrous morning of trying to get dressed. I wore so many layers also! Looked at myself in the mirror and called myself a genetically mutated onion. So many colours! Anyway… it made sense in my head. Now that I look at the pic I’m like ‘Ummm’. Layered half was a tan poloneck, denim jacket and a pink bomber from Adidas Originals. The more summery part (lol!) were the camo skinny chinos with pale pink Fila platform sneaks. I was dressed. That’s all.

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Saturday: RMB Turbine Art Fair was a jam. I had my wine. Sipped it slow and enjoyed the art and lovely humans I ran into. There was a lot going on there I very much doubt I finished the whole thing. I looked cute perusing around in all black. The popping parts of this lewk were there dusty pink trench coat I got at a thrift pop up last winter and these sexy ass faux leather heeled platform boots from Zara. My thighs are still sore from this day. I don’t know how some of y’all rock heels on the daily!

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Sunday: Errands, pick ups and more errands. That was most of my day. I put on a beret and everything. For what? Lol. Best part of the day was getting ice cream with my baby brother and niece albeit in Fourways. Jk, love it there 🙂 Catching up with my brother meant I had to watch the World Cup Final and learn about the players. Joy. Whatayagonnado? Lovely day in a white textured Chinese collar button up, faux leather jacket, ripped jeans and glossy piano black lace-up shoes. The beret from ivantage yakho was the real winner here.

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Another seriously cold week in Jozi. July is out for terror. I got an icebox where my room used be! Stay warm. Look cute. Chew your food.

xo

ALN.

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Thank God It’s Friday. I used a fullstop  because it’s more of a statement of relief than it is an exciting proclamation. Lord this week!! My manager went on leave and I have been juggling all sorts of thangs above everything else I needed to do. Whew! Can’t wait to have a mid-year break from next week. Hope you lot had a better professional week than I did. I am grateful nonetheless – just needed to let it out. Let’s #FF!

Watching:

As per usual I was stuck to what to watch. So I scrolled through for a while and found The Good Place. I loved me some Veronica Mars back in the day, so seeing Kristen ‘do-you-wanna-build-a-snowman’ Bell is in the show, I gave it a go. It’s hilarious! She’s hilarious and its a good looking show. By that I mean, it has that Wisteria Lane-esque bright, colourful vibe. Did I mention it’s funny?

The Narrative has a new ep out where digital and creative guru, Malibongwe Tyilo chats to artist Nandipha Mntambo about her new fragrance. That’s right kids – you can do it all, do not hold yourself back. Also Mali is f&#*ing HILARIOUS. This channel is gonna be such a thing.

SA’s #1 new-kwaito duo, Darkie Fiction JUST dropped the video to their uplifting hero anthem Bhoza. This song changed my entire mood a few Mondays ago. Now this video has me quarter to tears! Fashion, location, nostalgia, voshos and obvs the ease and talent of these two youngens. Love em, love em, love em! Die over it with me and share it using #BhozaMusicVideo Don’t waste any more time click here now.

Listening:

Performance giant Manthe Ribane together with electronic producer Okzharp released Closer Apart last Friday. I gave it a full listen during a Saturday morning workout and it went in! I don’t even want to box it into anything, it’s just sonically beautiful and flows nicely. I hope this will spawn their very own national tour. Gagging for what they could produce now that they have a full body of work.

One of my fave vocalists (I’d even say top 10) is Olly Alexander from Years & Years. They’ve got a new album out (Palo Santo) and it’s quite good. It took me a second to get used to it because it’s so different from their debut album which had such great house influences that worked so well. I don’t quite know what to liken this one to, but I know it’ll grow on me.

Just to mention, I’m obsessed with an artist named Billie Eilish. Dark pop is officially my best genre. I always gravitate to tragic lyrics over unassuming pop beat (Robyn I’m looking at you girl). Childish Gambino dropped his Summertime Pack singles. Worth a listen- cos bae.

Onto podcasts (which are slowly becoming a thing in SA) this week I was given all the life from Super Soul Conversations. The latest ep Oprah spoke to Father Richard Rohr about finding your true self in a world where it’s more comfortable and easier to live as your false self. The false self being driven by ego, your persona, status and things. It was so enlightening and fits into everything I am striving for in my own spiritual journey. Mama O does all the things.

Doing (Weekend Tingz):

RMB Turbine Art Fair has officially kicked off. They had their VIP launch this past week and now we plebs can go enjoy all the creative work some artist have been cooking up for us. I’m heading there tomorrow, so let’s look cute and look at some cute shit.

Melrose Gallery at the arch is hosting a Mandela 100 Exhibition which will feature varied works in all kinds of mediums from celebrated South African artists including the fave Dr. Esther Mahlangu. It runs until mid August so you can pop in and check it out during this time. I’m sure there will be a ton of these centenary celebrations going on around the country.

Nongogo is back at the Market Theatre and I’ve heard it’s still so good. It’s brilliantly performed (the cast is to die for) and James Ngcobo did the direction for this Athol Fugard’s period play. I did a tiny review on it back in 2013 when I used to contribute to SABloggers. It’s the last weekend it’s on so do yourself a favour.

My babies over at the khona are having a cosy and deelish joint called Baby It’s Cold Outside at Kitcheners (KCB) on Saturday afternoon until late. Expect jams from 3pm that will warm your heart and fire up your soul. Si Noir, Baby Boosh and my homegirl LittleMissKay will be some of the faves on the decks.

Lastly… Beyonce is said to be coming to SA for the Global Citizen Festival (Dec 2) also in celebration of Mandela 100 in aid to end world poverty. I still don’t fully get this whole thing of all the work that needs to go into it… I really hope this campaign they are doing for free tickets has some sort of meaningful impact and people aren’t just spamming the internet for the sake of it. Maybe it works… I also know I don’t have the coinz for this fest. Blocked until further notice!

Go and have a faboosh weekend like the bhoza you are!

xo

ALN.

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I know… I know. This is a highly inflated title. I am in no way a pro model (YET! – dasryt, we gots to manifest the shit out of this life babes) and I’m not really Kenyan, but someone commented this title on Instagram when I first posted these pics. So here we are, a year on from this chocolaty, sun-kissed, queer long and lean African mess I was. Yassss bish!

This trip to coastal Kenya was approx around this time in 2017. Google photos and Facebook are outchea with their reminders. I was up there for a friends magical beach wedding with a bunch of other mutual friends (pictured ever so editorially below). We took THE most amazing photos and for whatever reason I found myself possessed by some sort of ‘glory be to Noami Campbell slay-demon spirit’ whenever a camera phone was near. Shout out to Banesa, Sam, Siya, Andy and Sunni for going wild with the shutter button.

So anyway, this is a young ALNthrowback to the birth of my desire of using my internal love for performance in this model-esque toe-pointing athletic-chic way. Such fun in the sun.

Legs, Ray-Bans and Red Blankets

Ivy Walls and Ivy Park

Buttery Masai Fisherman

The gang gang ❤

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L-R: Siya, Andrew, Banesa, Sam, Sunni, ALN.

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ALNthrowback to exactly 1 year ago in Kenya where I turned it TF out like I was on some magazine shoot. All with the Samsung S8 😀

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Weekend Mirror Style

Glory be to self care. I’ve had such a great weekend. I’ve decided to put the streets and drinking on pause, mostly to preserve my energy which I’ve been a little reckless with tbh. I’ll probably resume in the Spring. Small get togethers and cute dinners are very welcome 😉

Friday: What a disaster! I think it took me 30 minutes to get dressed. I had no clue what to wear. I’m also lowkey holding back from dressing 100% me at work. I haven’t quite dissected that yet – but I mostly don’t want to waste lewks there. Haha. When I finally got it together I threw on some dark navy Levi’s, brown suede boots, a navy and this forest green extra length bomber/parka jacket. The beanie was for colour. I felt so blah. Whatever it was functional. Stayed in, made hamburgers and drank alcohol free pale ale with the houseband.

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Saturday: Hangover free I hit the gym and spent HOURS at Cresta Shopping Mall with my fave Sunni. She’s the only friend I could do a shopping date with. We think the same and map out our needs based on where things are. And we’re both impulse shoppers so we lie to each other about needing shit. Fun! Minced around the mall in deep red ankle length pants, black Adidas trefoil tee, biker leather jacket and black Reebok Classic leather sneaks. Wearing my old school colours with zero triggers – win! Lol

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Sunday: The rain called for maximum coverage. Only my face and hands were exposed because that sh*t was cold! Mellow day hanging out with one of my oldest friends in Joburg Mpho and her little boy (who is the cutest thing EVER!) Lukhanyo. The brief for our meeting spot was somewhere with a fire place and Piza e Vino Melville was a winner. Nice and toasty with all the comfort pasta. Wore this black coat from Zara with a grey poloneck and black pants. Roughed it up a little with dark brown leather utility boots. It looked too cute without them, something had to be done.

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Sunday

Week 1 down of Sober July. Feeling deelish and ready for this week. Go forth and conquer lovelies.

xo

ALN.

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Alright first week of July. You are not here to play boo! An icy cold front to remind us we’re still alive. All the workload a gal could barely handle while juggling training about future network evolutions and dreaming of the future. Shap. I see you. I’m down to boogie witchu. Lol. I don’t know what all that was about either. Yay Friday right?!

Watching:

I’ve now finished all 8 eps of The Marvellous Mrs. Maisel. I was so happy to learn that Amazon picked it up for 2 more seasons. Those Golden Globes it won clearly did something.

After seeing a tweet about how iconic of a rapper Lisa “Left-Eye” Lopes was, I fell into a YouTube hole of all things Left-Eye and TLC which made me so late for work. Her verses were always so smart, reflective and expansive. Also she’s the funnest to watch in videos. I used to draw that black line under my eye all the time. Definitely one of the best to do it shem. I still can’t believe she never really had a full-on album.

Oh… I guess that’s it? I really need to start the shows I’ve had on the back burner. Craving a doccie tbh. Oooh let me go back to FX’s Pose. Apparently the acting was only cheesy on the pilot ep.

Listening:

Of course upon stumbling on Left Eye‘s feature on Donells Jones‘ ‘You Know What’s Up’ I listened to his whole album. He was so good! Also how do lyrics just stay in you forever?! I was singing and rapping my little tooshie off.

I started compiling a 90s inspired playlist on Spotify from stuff I was listening to this week. I’ll share when it’s ready! It goes from Queen Latifah to Maxwell, Aaliyah, Biggie and Mariah. It’s been TBT all week. Nostalgia is the best. You always seem to remember where and when you were when it comes to such classics.

The Disney soundtracks also got me this week. I don’t even remember what triggered it. I think I thought of a book and then thought of Belle and the old librarian where she says “Oh, I just couldn’t put it down!”. Anyway… I was all up in Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast and a little Frozen for the weather. The villains always had the best solos. Ok maybe not Gaston. Ursula and Scar tore it down!

On the podcasts I only managed to listen to RuPaul’s What’s The Tee? w/ Michelle Visage. Those two are a riot. I burst out laughing throughout the whole thing. The ep I landed on was with Ashanti. Homegirl is back at it! Did you know she had a new song with Ty Dolla $ign? Granted everyone has a song with him right now… It’s called ‘Say Less’. It’s cute. Normani may have her spot in all that though. No shade. Love me some Foolish.

Doing (Weekend Tingz):

The highly rated documentary, Matangi, follows the life of Sri Lankan artist y’all know as M.I.A is back at The Bioscope from today. I was supposed to go to the screening a few weeks back but weekending got in the way (sorry Jackie!). Definitely going to make the time to see it on this run. It’s said to be amazing with great raw  personal video footage through 20 years.

Calexico (the old Stanley Beer Yard) looks like a nice new chill spot. They have vinyl DJs on weekends and have Vinyl Sundays were you can shop for some great records. I’ve only ever been to one but I found a Michael Jackson Thriller and Donna Summer vinyl at one of their pop ups. Definitely bookmarked for a nice afternoon sessh.

The RMB Turbine Art Fair isn’t this weekend, but this is just a reminder if you like the event. It’s back from Thursday 12th until the 15th, so get those tickets here.

For a good ol dance time, my home away from home KCB (Kitcheners) is hosting a rad ass party called Music Is The Weapon tomorrow night. DJs Danger Ingoze, fave Maria Mc Cloy and more are bringing the club, raggae, kwaito, afrobeat, dancehall and more into roots music. I’m on a hiatus from the streets, but this one is a must!

Soweto Art & Craft Fair is hosting their monthly event with BLK JKS being the live act for July. Haven’t seen them play live in ages and I use to follow them all over Joburg back in the day. Might pop in just for them tbh. Maybe pick up some local crafts.

I’m keeping it indoors for most of July but definitely will be out and about for those weekend day events. I’m sure there is much more on that you know about. Who got a fire place? Let’s get cosy?

Happy Friday lovelies ❤

xo

ALN.

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Weekend Mirror Style

Welcome to part two of 2018!! It’s July – my birthday month and the heart of Cancer season. The best kind of people to exist of course. I’ve already gotten a R75 voucher from Edgars, just cos. How nice? Cheap… but nice. The past weekend was pretty amaze. I’m completely exhausted of course because I managed to make all the events I had promised to make. I’m on a social break until further notice. Kisses!

Friday: I knew from ages ago that this last weekend of June would be manic. It all pretty much started right here. After work I rushed to Studio Moma to get my nails did. They were looking like hooves all week. The winter is so unforgiving on my nails beds. My girl Mimi hooked it up as usual, I went with a light grey nail colour this time around. Grey became the inspo for my weekend lewks. I had work on Friday so I was in full drag. White Levi’s branded tee, black jeans, tan Chelsea boots and topped off with a houndstooth print cap. I threw the camp in just before I left the house, it all looked too plain without some print. After nails I had a dinner with my babes, hit up Vogue Nights at J&B Hive (switched to black heeled boots and my wig Yolanda for some extra fish) and went to show the Kool Out family some love on their 10th Birthday party. Manic, but so much fun.

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Saturday: I had ALL the day plans for this day. A visit to the IV clinic for a young boost. Brunch date and a razzle at Keyes and Basha Uhuru. I woke up, got dressed and got sucked into the couch. New episodes of GLOW came out so I binned everything. Part self care and part I really don’t want to – which is allowed y’all. I couldn’t bin the night time because my boo Leon was performing at  Feel Good Series and Mx Blouse at The Tennis Club. They both killed. I love my beautiful and talented queer artists guys. Can we just please support. The grey nails influenced the outfit with me matching them with grey check pants, black polo-neck, black heeled boot and I carried around my chunky mustard sweater all night. It really was just for colour tbh. Matched that with mustard polka dot socks. The heels killed me by the end of the night. How do y’all do it. Yhu!

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Sunday: Late wake up. Solo lunch at The Richmond in Auckland park. I love it there because it’s never full like the popular spots and it gets the best winter sun. Popped into a friends farewell and wrapped Sunday off at Breezeblock for Sunday Best Selects. Nice ending to a very busy weekend. Kept it easy with more grey to match the nails – striped pants covered with an extra length white tee, black leather platforms from Steve Madden, black biker leather jacket and topped off with a straw basher hat.

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Sunday

There is apparently a hell of a cold front coming for us, so keep it locked and loaded gang. Which reminds me, we’re out of gas! Eek!

Have a lovely week!

xo

ALN.

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