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Monday, October 24, 2016

Badder...



Happy Monday! I'm down after a midnight hay fever attack (ever had one of those?) and suddenly have this deep urge to clean up and get all the dust, cobwebs and stagnant possessions out of my space. We are deep in spring and the weather is getting warmer very fast, so all the jackets and sweaters have been folded away, dinner is eaten outdoors some evenings and legs, legs, legs everywhere!!! But also the pollen... anyway nothing like good music to lift you up. After a nostalgic morning listening to Sade, Nelly Furtado, Natalie Imbruglia, some Pharrell and now Michael Jackson thought I'd share this cute video that my children have had me looping since Friday.

Be gentle and take it easy. If the going gets tough dig out those tracks that take you back to good times... and don't forget to hydrate!  Now back to my bottomless cup of tea and editorial deadlines.

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Zadie Smith: on writing



Read the article here. The photos are gorgeous. Thank me later.

Milisuthando Bongela: On love


Miss Milli B, as she is otherwise known, is probably my most influential cultural writer/critic/activist from South Africa. I've loved her since spotting her in an advertorial for MeMeMe, a boutique store with branches in Johannesburg and Cape Town. Miss Milli's got wisdom for days in this 42min video. Watch it! Visit her gorgeous and thought-provoking blog for more.

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Nick and Molly // PART I

This is the story of two people.

In a parallel universe, Nick and Molly could have been twins, identical in all but sex. Of the same disturbing synchronized gaze, silent mouths, smooth hands and content disposition. That pair sits in a framed drawing by a Central Park illustrator more talented than your average. Why they should have framed and prized a drawing that was a caricature of them, when they possessed many beautiful photographs of their real versions, owes to their bad taste.

Nick and Molly lived in Windhoek, in a sleepy neighbourhood that could not be more different than their student apartment in Harlem, New York, in the 1970s. But that was twenty years ago and how sweet was it to arrive in the thick of opportunity, make home in a previously “Whites Only” suburb, and take their children to an integrated school? Very. The dream of independence was realised. And now hard work. Nick bought a white beige metallic BMW, Molly learned how to drive and the children ran around them in circles.

The house was lovely, with a pretty rose garden and a shaded back porch. The small front yard, with its bright green grass, resembled a magazine ad that Judy had seen. It was as if she’d wished for this life and it was coming true right in front of her eyes. But that is childish folly. Judy will soon learn, first hand, the price of being the only black family in a white neighbourhood and that how things looked like was not the best indicator of the reality of a situation. But this is Nick and Molly’s story, so let’s not get distracted.

Official Lushdreamer website has gone live!


I'm thrilled to announce that my professional website has gone live! Check it out: WWW.LUSHDREAMER.COM