Team Effort

Can we for one moment all pretend that this ‘Wardrobe Post’ is in fact not set in a Woolworths dressing room but rather in the streets of New York?  That the background is just the right amount out of focus and that my hair, instead of doing the slightly fuzzy bun nest it is doing, is actually moving with Kate Middleton-like style and grace as I stride confidently towards the camera.  With a smile that holds a secret.  That secret being the meaning of life.

Wait, scrap that.  This is an outfit post.  An on purpose, wouldn’t have it any other way, Outfit Post.  Set in a Woolworths dressing room.  And here are my legs.  Boom.

PS.  Wanna see more un-New York Outfit Posts? You can! Right here and here.

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Ying, yang and a little Monday Bliss

At the moment I’m practising the art of not feeling like something bad is going to happen just because there is so much love and happiness to be found.  Why do we ying and yang our lives like this? An inexplicable fear of the good because we think it means that bad is coming.  I’m working on only enjoying and celebrating the good.  For just what it is.  Happy Monday, dear friends.

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A Green Skirt and Some New Year’s Resolutions

Top – Vintage  Skirt – Ameezing Joel  Shoes – Woolworths

As mentioned, I’ve never ever made New Year’s resolutions.  Until now!  Here’s my virgin list of resolutions. I’m going to be checking back on them regularly and feel really excited to tick this list off one by one.  I’ll let you know how it goes.

2012:

Remember people’s names when we first meet (Until now, I have been terrible at this)

Get written work published

Travel to Australia and see two of my favourite people say ‘I do’

Go on a blind date (half because I never have and half because I think it will make for a great post(!)

Shop at smaller grocery stores (Woolworths, I do love you but your death by packaging and sameness is not a look anymore)

Spend a night in a  fancy Joburg hotel

Print out and sort more photos

Make over my bedroom

Get two new tattoos.  Yip, two

Be braver, bolder, less afraid, more open

Share yours below if you like. I’d love to hear them.  Here’s to an ameezing 2012.

[Thanks to Ameezing Joel for taking these frock pics]

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The Year was 1984

So this was the last time I modelled:

I was four years old and modelling for my aunt who was a fashion student at the time.  I don’t remember much about the experience except reeally liking that Hello Kitty compact and the plastic-y smell of the sports bag.  In 2012 Ameezing the Blog is going to be growing in all kinds of directions and the one of those directions is Frock Pics or ‘What I wore today’ posts (I think I’ll stick with ‘Frock Pics’).  I’ve never done any before, except for this one, so I thought the beautiful backdrop of the Drakensberg mountains was a good place to dip my toes in this idea. I’m wearing a vintage dress, vintage belt and gumboots from the Oriental Plaza.  Ha ha, this is going to be fun!

Tomorrow is my family’s faux Christmas.  We’re all going to be in separate places on the actual Christmas so we’re celebrating tomorrow.  With the exception of faux Christmas Day,  Ameezing the Blog is not going on holiday at all.  The search of all things Ameezing continues!  So when you’re not on the beach, on skiing, or decking the halls with bells of holly, stop by and say hi.

Thanks to Ameezing Joel for taking these pics.

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A Tale of Two Shopping Centres…

I wore this dress on Monday.  To work and to do a few errands around town.  I was walking through Cresta Shopping Centre (for my and everyone else’s sins) and a group of rugby shorts wearing Afrikaans student boys walked past me and said, ‘What is she wearing? Who does she think she is? Ha ha ha ha’.  Now I’m a Janse van Vuuren (admittedly a very English one) but I know  Afrikaans meanies when I see them.  Sadly friends, I had no retort, no clever, snappy Cougar-esque remark.  I just turned scarlet and ducked into Truworths even though that wasn’t where I was headed.

Cut to Melrose Arch (Cresta wishes it was Melrose Arch), walking kind of sheepishly and keeping a watchful eye for rugby shorts and 2002 mullets, when a man walks up to me.  A youngish, sweet looking guy, Noah Wyle’s little brother perhaps.  “Excuse me”, he says, as I go the colour of a tourist who fell asleep in the sun. “That’s a really great dress.  You look really nice.”

There is a moment where I am about to shout, ‘Ah ha’, and launch into my Cresta/mullet/meanie story but instead I go more scarlet, thank him and keep on walking exactly where I was headed.

This is kind of an outfit post.  Here comes the scarlet again.  Ameezing.

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