based on the way i’ve been dressing all winter, you’d never guess that i own a small clothing line that a fairly large number of women happen to adore. i’ve been looking like i’m trying to recreate my non-existent “style” of the early 80’s – sweats, high-tops, hoodies. and uggs, those furry australian things that top the worst-dressed style lists? yes, those.

i mean, i get dressed at 6am in order to drive to work and then get undressed again to wear someone else’s clothes all day. making any kind of stylish effort in -1 degree weather just hasn’t made any sense. why bovver? so yes, i’ve probably been looking like one of those looting london hoodlums.

at least spring seems to be peeking over the wall. i promise i’ll make more effort then.

a few more random things about me

in the interests of TMI, here’s a bit more about me, me and me. 😉

  1. almost 20 yrs ago now, i bit into the apple and the tree of knowledge spoke to me. it said, you shall *never* own a pc. and i never did.  it all started circa the early 90’s with a little grey brick laptop with a b/w screen and i’ve never looked back.
  2. i love gadgets. OMG! do i love gadgets. any gadget. all gadgets. ok, so maybe i’m not so much a fan of the battery operated butterfly, but all things electronic? mine! no wonder i have so many obsolete gadgets lying about. ipad 2 – i wantsssessss!!!
  3. when i  was about 15 i had a fall off my brother’s bicycle that left me leary of them till about 10 yrs ago – i drove a motorcycle, but i wouldn’t touch a bicycle. my bag slipped off my shoulder and into the front spokes, sending me catapulting spectacularly over the handle-bars. i hit my head so hard that when i sat up, through a grey haze i could see 2 of everything venn-diagramming into each other. i’m sure that slight concussion explains everything.
  4. i never learnt to type at school. when i was growing up, typing-class was something you did so that you could become a secretary. and i was never going to be a secretary. then in 1993 a friend told me that there was this thing called the internet and that i would love it. she was so convinced that she gave me an amiga for which i found a screen at a yard-sale, after which i spent a month doing a program learning to touch-type. one of the best things i ever did.
  5. the same friend taught me some rudimentary html and i’ve been building my own websites ever since. badly, but still. maybe it’s time i learnt a little more. or follow the curve and *outsource*.
  6. i can whistle like a goat-herd. or like i grew up on the street-corner. i was about 37 when i decided that it was a skill i absolutely had to acquire, so i practiced till i got it right. now i surprise most people as i split their ear-drums. i think every woman should be able to type. and whistle.
  7. i’m an ACE-certified (american council on exercise) fitness instructor. i used to teach hip-hop and cardio-kickboxing classes at l.a. fitness in l.a. i had an awesome, fit body back then. i just didn’t know it. 😦
  8. i only started smoking when i was 21 – and let’s just say that it wasn’t the first thing i ever smoked! fortunately i was smart to kick the dreadful habit. in fact i did it a number of times, but i did it for good in 1997. funny, i hated the smell on my fingers, my hair, clothes and everything, but i still occasionally have a fantasy of lighting a cig.  i think what i liked most about smoking was that it disguised my social ineptitude. i could put a live coal between me and the rest of the world and very few people were willing or brave enough to push beyond those boundaries. i still miss that sometimes.
  9. i only really started drinking alcohol at about 35. but i’m sure i’ve been making up for those years of abstinence.
  10. i only met my biological dad and my 4 half-siblings when i was 14. strange.


so there. tell me more about you.


a few days in the life…

it feels like forever since i  updated, so this might be pretty random:

i finished the master cleanse. yes, i did! 10 days subsisting on lemon juice, maple syrup and cayenne pepper. i felt weak for a lot of it, but maybe also because i was working long days a the studio with one emotional scene after the other. it near killed me and there were many times when i looked at the apples in the fruit basket and thought they looked like manna, but i held out. i finished with the soup and slowly got back onto regular food. i’m still eating pretty healthfully. for the most part, no bread, still haven’t had more than a few sips of coffee  (though i have rediscovered chai tea, which i unfortunately can’t drink without at least some milk) and eating loads of veggies and fruits with most lunches and dinners consisting of salads. so yay for me.

all in all i lost about 6.5kgs of which i gained back about 2.5 of water weight and let’s face it, decomposing matter in the innards that comes from a regular diet, before it stabilized. i’m also exercising again.

ooh, which reminds me! i had 2 exercise firsts this last week.

about 2 months ago i visited bounty hunters, one of my favorite places which happens to be just about 1km from my house. i call it the cat shop cos it smells of cat piss and almost instantly makes me sneeze, but it’s a charity shop which is a treasure trove of other people’s discards.  when i walked in i spotted a bicycle which was a little scratched up, but  seemed to be in pretty good nick. a carbon framed raleigh rc3000  microsoft racing bike which i could lift with one hand. i immediately called the bf who is a keen cyclist and he recommended that i buy it immediately. turns out i got it for a steal.

however, those of you who’ve read my blog before know that i had a slight head over heels episode on a bicycle when i was a teenager which resulted in a  probable concussion, so i’m leary. to say the least.

last sunday, i gathered up my courage and the bf and i headed out to diepsloot to ride. we’ve only been once and i still have to take the bike to be professionally set up for me and have cleats added, but i think this might be something i do for a while. it was fun and challenging and someday maybe soon, i’ll start free-wheeling on the downhills instead of desperately riding the brake in fear for my life.

sunday afternoon i went to check out my friend, lady lea rocking the decks at sunday sushi with pixie bennett and had a fabulous time. 

lady lea rocking the decks!

i’m “on holiday” this week, though i’m basically running around getting stuff done that i don’t normally get the time to do. stuff  like getting the car registration discs (did you know you can do it at some post offices these days?) and taking the dogs to get their rabies vaccination (if you’re in jhb, please make sure you get your dogs vaccinated. there’ve been a few outbreaks with one toddler dead).

i’m so damned long-winded/don’t post often enough that i think i’ll save the rest of this update for another post. i’ll just add that i was lucky enough to get a VVIP ticket to the all-white h2o party this weekend  from lea and i’m so excited! i love day parties.

so, what have you been up to?

out of the box…

we moved to the new studio at the beginning of this year and one of the other actors discovered a boxing gym less than 1km down the road. he was so enthusiastic that he managed to rope in a number of people to check it out with him. having done lots of tae-bo and taught a version of it when i lived in l.a., i was keen to give it a bash, so to speak, but seeing that i had employed a trainer the day after i got back from doing survivor, i never got there. it took me about 9 months to realize that serious weight-lifting, combined with a recent penchant for apple-ciders, didn’t give me the body i wanted (let’s be content with a little bit of understatement here and leave it at that), so i decided i’d head over to the boxing gym.

2 kicking-my-butt-sideways-into-infinity-sessions later, i got sick with the dreadful flu that felled everyone and spent the next month dying – or at least feeling like i was. i could barely walk 3 steps without doing a serious imitation of the wolf desperate for some other white meat on the dinner menu! huff. puff! finally, last week, i was well enough to (reluctantly) make it back to the industrial building on maria rd, climb the stairs to the 3rd floor and once again, get tangled up in the skipping rope which seems to be my arch nemesis. there’s a timer that goes off and you’re supposed to skip for 4 minutes. hah! 10 seconds in the cramping in the calves start. all kinds of bits bob and jiggle and depending on the time of month, and if you’re me, you wish you could take your hands off the skipping rope handles and cradle your seriously swollen, sore mammaries instead.  i probably manage one minute of skipping before i start flagellating myself. 1 minute out of 4 – all of 25%!

i look around the room where the swish of the rope slices the air as a nimble-footed young adonis blithely reminds me that i never appreciated the many feats my 20 yr younger body was capable of. i just wish i’d discovered my athleticism earlier. if there’d been any kind of track and field program at our schools when i was a learner, i might have been a good track athlete. i remember running the 800m with hardly any training at one of our sports days when i was about 12 and not doing badly, but there was no athletic program.

anyway, good thing one of my mantras is, “it’s never too late”.

despite being distracted by the swish of rope and thwap of gloves on body-bags, i spy on the other side of the ring in the centre of the room: a treadmill. hallelujah! i can do a treadmill! this morning i get on the treadmill which at this hour, is directly in the path of a gloriously rising, and hot, sun. 2 minutes in i, who hardly ever sweat, am  short of breath and schwitzing! i am so tempted to quit, but from my running days a few years ago, i remember this little trick: fake yourself out! fake it till you make it.  i tell myself that i only have to do this for 5 minutes. then at 5 minutes, it’s, “you’ve got this far, just do 8,”. then it’s 10 and so forth. i guess it didn’t help that a few minutes in, the guy who runs the place came and shoved 2 weights in my hands. while i was only just barely dealing with running!

anyway, i’ll cut short the whine and just say, i did it! it’s amazing how one can push one’s limits – however minutely – when you use mindpower. i’m hoping that no injury or illness or my schedule gets in the way of my fitness aspirations.

20 random things about me

after all the talk of sickness and death the last while, i thought i’d just do a frothy, arb post to lighten the mood, so here’s something about me, me , me and me! 😉

20 arbitrary things you might or might not know about me:

  1. i love hats. did i mention i LOVE hats? funky hats, knitted hats. hats. i’m the cat in the hat. oh, and shoes. and bags.
  2. i LOVE bundaberg diet ginger beer. i also love stoney ginger beer , but seeing as i’m always struggling with the jiggles, bundaberg takes precedence.
  3. i have really good short term memory. i can learn a scene by reading through it 3 times with someone. and then i promptly forget it all as i walk out the studio.
  4. as an adult there has been a 20kg difference between me at my skinniest and my heaviest. (guess which end of the spectrum i’m at now!) :/
  5. i’ve been in the same room as nelson mandela and didn’t beg to shake his hand. *shakes head*
  6. i’ve been on most of the continents – from russia to fiji.
  7. i drove a motorcycle for 5 years before i learnt to drive a car at the age of 25. and i’ve not driven a motorcycle since, come to think of it. maybe because it was stolen. that’s why!
  8. i’ve only just discovered torrents. check out
  9. the library was my babysitter. it saved me. libraries are holy. every book is a bible.
  10. there have been times in my life when i’ve been a complete bitch, but i’m actually really nice.
  11. i’m damn good at what i do, and i love acting, but secretly, i’ve always wanted to do radio.
  12. i love thrift stores. LOVE . like getting high kinda love. like addicted.
  13. i’m quite decisive about not making up my mind. i’m wonderfully contradictory like that. you know, straightforwardly oblique.
  14. i learnt to hula-hoop at the age of 36. it changed my life.
  15. i’ve only had dogs for the past 2 years, but now they own me. even though the bitch snores like a truck-driver.i don’t care if i’m covered in dog hair. actually i do, but i’d rather have the dogs.
  16. i’m not a great swimmer, but i’m padi advanced  scuba certified.
  17. i LOVE big sterling silver rings. actually i love chunky sterling silver jewellery in general.
  18. i knit. and crochet. in fact, i’m a real stitchin’ bitch.
  19. i’m a qualified school teacher, but i’ve never taught. not officially, that is.
  20. i never thought i’d be an actor. i wanted to be a journalist. now i blog. like you didn’t know that. 🙂

let’s pretend this is a meme and if you like, you’ve been tagged! tell me about you! i’d like to know. really!