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Life Lesson: Faith, Love and Hope

nhlanhlamsimango — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 08:18:23 +0000

It’s 25 days into the new year and there has been a lot of changes in my life.
Ended my relationship, I’m on a mission to make my dream a reality. So quite simply my life at the moment is about changes and making important decision.

I’ve been having an intense conversation with myself about whether or not I should write about my break up. I’ve decided against it. It had to be done and now it has. I’m sad, a little depressed but I have faith that there is something better out there for me. As much as I love him, I had to love myself even more.

In other news it is my niece’s first day at her new school. She now a proud pupil of Michael Mount. I think that my sister and I are probably way more excited than she is. I’ve had a few proud aunty tweets.

So here to an excellent and purpose filled year. It’s all about Faith, Love and Hope.

xoxo

Birthday Wishlist

nhlanhlamsimango — Mon, 19 Sep 2011 10:47:21 +0000

I’ve always asked for the same thing for the last few years for my birthday. This year I’m doing things a little differently.

I’ve put together a wishlist of what I would like but my requests for flowers and handbags still stands.

Item no 1, a sexy pair of flowery heels for summer

Item 2, custom made merry window corset from Arwen in Parkhurst.

Item 3, a bouquet of flowers from any reputable florist.

Item 4, a trip to a day spa to get rid of all the knots and kick off 28 in style :- )

Relaxation

Item 5, loads and loads of lingerie. Gift cards are accepted

If all else fails this last item will do.

Growing Up

nhlanhlamsimango — Fri, 03 Jun 2011 11:34:37 +0000

Look at me now

I’m turning 28 this year and I think I’m having a bit of a quarter life crisis of sorts. I’m trying to calm myself down and I keep telling myself that everything happens in due time. I guess that is the biggest issue I’m having at the moment, time or the lack thereof. When I was younger and that was a few years back I thought I had all the time in the world.

Thing is there are so many things I would like to do before I am thirty. You know the usual stuff like a house, a better car and starting my own business. I know I will still get all those things, I just have to accept that it won’t happen within my preconceived timeline. Growing up…

Growing up is pretty cool for the most part, but sometimes you wonder if life couldn’t be a little easier. Life is generally about the choices you make, sometimes choices get made for you. Either way they change the course of your life and add to things you need to consider whilst growing up. I have never had an issue with growing up, in fact I think I’m one of the few people I know that gets excited about getting older.

I’m grateful that I’m alive and that I’m given an opportunity to consider all these things. I remember clearly when I was 18 and I didn’t have a care in the world. I wasn’t worried about bills that had to be paid or whether I should consider having children. None of that mattered then and I’m grateful that I have an amazing family. I have a great set of friends who I treasure like gold if not platinum. I’m falling in love with the older me and she’s a great person to be around.

I often feel like I’m a beautiful sculpture waiting to be unveiled. Like the artist that is God, is slowly chisingly and smoothing the rough edges. I know what I stand for and sometimes my beliefs are shaken,but I try to stay true to myself. So here’s to 28 and the many more years to come.

Time waits for no one

HAPPY WELLINGTONS DAY (lots of love)

nhlanhlamsimango — Mon, 14 Feb 2011 12:48:10 +0000

It’s the 14 of Feb and there is loads of love going.
Sharing is caring, so here is my contribution from me to you.

Can you Burlesque?

nhlanhlamsimango — Tue, 25 Jan 2011 14:09:40 +0000

burlesque Movie

So last night I went to watch the movie Burlesque. I absolutely loved every predictable minute of it. From the feature boa’s to the fish net stockings. Oh the eye candy wasn’t too bad either. What lacked in the story line, they sure made up for it in Christina Aguilera’s singing.

Now that lady can belt a tune. She definitely took it to church a few times. Cher was also in this movie and hate if you want to but see looks damn hot for age. 30 wishes it looked that good. Enough faffing about the movie and let’s get back to Burlesque.

It’s official I want to learn and be Burlesque, if that is at all possible. You know what they say, your never too old to learn and I sure ain’t no dog. You might be wondering what the definition of this art form is: Burlesque, a classic theatrical entertainment of parodic humor, or the broader American version featuring striptease, according to Wikipedia.

Is this is what grown woman sexy looks like? No ass shaking or gyrating nude on a pole, just the subtle art of seduction. Welcome to Burlesque, some refer to it as the bigger sister to the strip tease game.

Vintage Burlesque

This is an art form I would love to learn and it’s probably one of the leaders of the pin-up beauties. It’s laden with all kinds of sensualities and luxurious lingerie. These women get to have fun and dress up in their best under garment. Silk stocking, suspenders, bustier, the list and the possibilities are mind-blowing endless. Someone who is a little closer to home and brings the world that is Burlesque alive is none other than Dita Von Tess. This lady just oozes sex appeal. Women admire her and men would die to just sit beside her.

Dita Von Tesse

Till we meet I again I am on a mission to find a Burlesque studio, so I too can swirl my feather boa. It will give me an opportunity to indulge in my love affair of all things lingerie.

Images courtesy of curveappeal.tumblr, wall paper celebrity.com and filmofila.com

Pillow Talk

nhlanhlamsimango — Thu, 14 Oct 2010 15:08:52 +0000

Talking in your sleep

A long time ago around a table seated with a group of friends or it could have actually been on email, I’m not too sure anymore. A good friend of mine while we were discussing relationships one level or another, said something rather interesting. She said at some point in your life you may need to get under someone to get over someone. Hilarity I thought, but then I actually took time to digest that statement. I wonder how true this rings in our own lives and how often we may need to rebound.

Would you even define that as rebounding? Or just a temporary solution to a momentarial problem?

The definition of a rebound according to the free dictionary. com is:

1. To spring or bounce back after hitting or colliding with something.

2. To recover, as from depression or disappointment.

3. To re-echo; resound.

And in the instance of Basketball it means to :

To retrieve and gain possession of the ball as it bounces off the backboard or rim after an unsuccessful shot.

Bouncing

Okay so there is some kind of truth in relation to rebounding. That is if your main objective is to bounce back or recover from an odd spot in your life. Which if we are bluntly honest usually revolves around some relationship. If that couldn’t be any clearer than I don’t know what you want from me.

So now how does one find the somebody to be the under to get over? Is it a tactical military approach with your potential target locked in the line of sight. Or is it as simple as bumping into someone on a night out? Either it is really all in the execution I say.

Sparks can fly and you could be hit upside your head by your splarkavely all you want, that is until you get down to business. It makes me wonder what state of mind you need to be in to indulge in such an intricate affair.

Look this is no child’s play and this game is not for the faint hearted. Who writes the play book and which rules to stick by? Life as it has taught us time and time again, has a different set of rules altogether.

There are the basic rules we are all taught as children. Then a different set through experience and these usually stick like super glue. Life by its true nature is a constant teacher.

I’m digressing here but the point I’m trying to make is that there is no rule book to rebounding.

If anything it should be approached like a business transaction. The problem with that is it makes the whole thing seem so clinical and cold.

I am woman, hear me ROAR

nhlanhlamsimango — Fri, 06 Aug 2010 15:02:25 +0000

Men are from mar, Women are from VENUS

The title to this blog is a very powerful statement and perhaps it resonates with where woman are in this day.

We are six days into August and it is officially woman’s month. On the 9th of August it is national woman’s day, a celebration of the amazing feats South African women have done, oh and also a public holiday. Now 16 years into our democracy women’s voice can be heard loud and clear.

We form a very big part of the fabric that shapes this country of ours. Women from all works of life are making big strides in a multitude of industries.

In 1956 on the 9th of August 20 000 women marched to Pretoria in resistance against the pass laws. While this might not have been at the height of the apartheid era, over 20 000 women had finally had enough and stood up to the government of the day.

Women's March

These very brave and fed up women fought to challenge the idea that a woman’s place was in the kitchen. So the women’s anti-pass campaign, the woman’s charter and the famous march to Pretoria became benchmarks in the struggle against inequality.

Fast forward time and we have come a long way period. We now live in a time that openly celebrates the achievements and progress of women. Being a woman myself I can do whatever I set my mind to and hopefully I can make a change in the world we live in.

I am lucky enough to be surrounded by the most inspirational women. The women in my family, my circle of friends and the most amazing women that I work with. They have all achieved great things and have still maintained being women.

I think we can take comfort in knowing that even though, as women we also climb the corporate ladder or stomp the concrete in the construction yard we are still women. We are the corner-stone of life and society. We play a very important and vital part of how the world is shaped. We are sugar, spice and all things nice. Strong, attractive, loving and so much more.

Curves Rock!

Here are some things I like about being a woman

Being able to play dress up
Being okay with crying and not having to explain myself
The fact that I have breast and I love my breast
Being curvaceous
Silly sayings like “pains of beauty”
Beauty products for everything under the sun
The Woman that is me

With that said HAPPY WOMANS DAY to all the beautiful, strong, caring and inspiring women out.

Ms Independent

nhlanhlamsimango — Fri, 09 Jul 2010 15:24:41 +0000

Working Woman

I had a very intense and equally inspiring conversation with friends the other day. In fact this conversation stuck with me so much, that when I met up with an old friend I hadn’t seen in a while it came up again.

There are so many factors that come into play within any relationship. Rules, compromise, personalities and we trust that the mix works well. It is a very big deal letting someone into your universe and vice versa, more so when you are both very head strong.

Life works very differently from the days of my parents. While my mom has always been a working wife and mother, I believe her level of independence was very different from mine. I am growing up in a world where the fittest fish lives longer. Everything is so fast paced and results driven, that we often forget to just breathe. It actually reminds me of the saying “Time is money”.

Now I’m wondering if that is what life is really about? Do we only measure true independence by how financially well off we are? What are the true indicators of success and wealth all round, because sometimes I feel that the lines get a little blurred.

I often describe myself as a strong independent black woman, I can do bad all by myself. I am a product of my surroundings and times. However I have realised as attractive as the idea of independence is, it sometimes alienates us from the opposite sex. I am by no means speaking on behalf of all the independent women out there, this is a personal observation.

I was once told by a young man who was attempting to take me out on a date, that I was too independent for my own good. I was completely taken aback by that statement, I mean really what in heaven’s name does that mean. Let’s take a look at the definition of the word independent courtesy of the freedictionary.com.

in·de·pen·dent

1. Not governed by a foreign power; self-governing.

2. Free from the influence, guidance, or control of another or others; self-reliant: an independent mind.

3. Not determined or influenced by someone or something else; not contingent: a decision independent of the outcome of the study.

a. Not relying on others for support, care, or funds; self-supporting.

b. Providing or being sufficient income to enable one to live without working: a person of independent means.

Now how could I possible be too independent if I fall within the confines of the above definition? I accepted the invitation to the date and I must admit I have a lot of fun.

I also have to be very honest that I became very self-conscious about myself through out the whole date. Things that I would ordinarily do without thinking, I somehow felt I needed permission to proceed. Now we both know that beyond this date, this dude was not going to be seeing me anytime soon. Maybe I am a little too independent but then again I am who I am.

I don’t understand what that means or how it could possibly be a bad thing. I mean I’m nothing like those leading ladies in the movies like Sandra Bullock in The Proposal.

I know when to ask for help and I sure do know when to receive. However this lead me on an introspective tip in hopes to find the answer to that absurd statement.

My introspection ended up being another conversation with a bunch of girl friends over a cup of tea at work. Naturally we all concluded that the young man was grossly misguided.* silent chuckle*

You have to love women sometimes and at the end of it all we agreed that sometimes we tend to wear the pants when it’s not necessary.

I am independent and very proud of that fact. I’ve managed to graduate, get a job and start a career for myself.

I can buy things I want to, when I want to. I can certainly have a conversation about money with my bank manager, my broker and perhaps the odd folks at the round table.

As with everything in life it is about moderation, but I will not be cornered into thinking that my independence is something wrong. All too often men are celebrated for their independence and achievements as a result.

I’m hoping one day in a galaxy not so far away, that young women will also view in this light. With fear or favour, criticism and stereotypical feminist comments.

Ciao bellas

Me, Myself and the DJ

nhlanhlamsimango — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 15:40:37 +0000

Profile of the ones we call the Manager and the DJ

Ms Manager

Age: at present 26, but who’s counting really.

Sex:Yes quite often thank you. But in terms of gender female

Occupation: 9-5 on-air promotions co-ordinator. In the dark the one they call the MANAGER. All the other times, I’m a daughter, sister, aunt, friend and eye candy for someone.

Talents: Still trying to figure this one out.

Specialities: Dancing on tables and speakers. Wordsmith for Vanity Street Chronicles, Creative Director for Vanity Street Apparel.* hoping to make that soon*

Soundtrack: Drake- So Far Gone ’09 and Thank Me Later ’10

Welcome World to the documentation of the life of me,myself and the DJ. It’s a look at how we see things normally perceived by the ordinary person as glamorous and action filled. Most times that description is spot on, but my mission is to get you to understand the brand I work with and for. Making sure you have a clearer picture of the road we are on and how sometimes we just don’t see eye to eye.

Gosh this started by pure fluke really hey, it was the organisation, orderly part of me that lead to this. At first I was just helping a friend out. Then one day he wanted to make it official, I was a little apprehensive but I was up for the challenge. They say that there is no time like the present. So here I am or should I rather say, here we are. The plan is to get the story from both perspectives. Although you’re more likely to get from me and a few pieces from the DJ, fans, peers and yes the occassional hater. See from where I stand I value all opinions, because that’s what makes the brand grow.

Profile of the brand known as DJ SPHEctacula

Age: never give away a gentleman’s age. Or so I’ve been told.

Sex: Hmmm, he’ll have to answer the one himself. * see there you have it, he’s MALE*

Occupation: DJ, MC, Voice Over Artist. Moonlights as an event co-ordinator during the day. All other times he is a son, brother, colleague and friend….

Talents: Besides being a Dj and MCee extraordinaire. I’m not quite sure. He sure know how to rock a party though. Certfied booty shaking approved DJ!

Specialities: Keeping the dance floor full, making the ladies dance….

Soundtrack: Music Period.

SPHEctacula

#LOVEIS….

nhlanhlamsimango — Fri, 21 May 2010 16:38:13 +0000

By definition this is what love is:

1. A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.- Courtesy of Free dictionary online

I could have written an essay about what love is to me. I decided against it, so this post is a little different.

I truly hope you enjoy it.

Love is letting your 2-year-old niece rock your t-shirt and your favourite bra.

Bombie looking like a rock star

Love is being okay with what some may say is “obsessive” behaviour, when you know that you actually just really appreciate Drake’s musical genius. *shrugs shoulders and smiles*

Drizzy Drake

Love is learning to love yourself. In the words of Beyoncé “Flaws and All”. I always say, to myself that is: ” you are imperfectly perfect!”

Chuck A Deuce

Love is surrounding yourself with people who love you unconditionally.

Family

Love is being able to look forward to spring and the new things it brings.

Love is having the best friends in the world, and here are some of the people I bestow the honour to.

Thembisa and I

Thami

Sihle, Thami and Dawn

Friends indeed

Oh but how can I forget. Love is doing what you’ve always wanted to and dreaming to do more

Dreaming to do more. VS vanity the sexiest sin out there

And those are some of the things and people who represent what #LOVEIS to me.