Lana Del Rey Angus & Julia Stone Hannah Cohen

Its been a while since I found an artist with an album that I could really listen to… I love Sheryl Crow, Tracey Chapman, Miles Davis, Bob Dylan… I could carry on. I like to sit with an album, drink wine and think about life, lie in the bath with a whiskey, play cards with my friends and make tea… In all of these scenes from all the times of my life I remember music. Not to mention endless summer days in Mozambique with Cafe del mar volume 6… My life has a soundtrack, my soundtrack is even better than Garden state, and THAT was an awesome soundtrack.

I’ve discovered some songs I really love, as they make me feel all calm, and I can think and smile and remember and forget. So I would like to share them with you, and I hope they make you feel something too.

Lana Del Rey – Video Games

Angus & Julia Stone – Paper Aeroplane

Hanna Cohen – Child Bride *** This Video is AMAZING

Please let me know what you thoughts of these… x

WAX ON, WAX… WELL… OFF.

My beauty therapist and I have enjoyed a ten year relationship we tell each other stories, share tips, gossip and drink flat whites together. Ten years of waxing, pedicures, manicures, spray tans, massages, reflexology, lymph drainage and the occasional full body scrub. Last week she texted me to say that she was going on holiday. I was like What holiday? Alas, she was in fact going on the first holiday I can ever remember her going on and who can blame her?

Good for her I thought.The woman works hard -she deserves a break. I merrily went on with my day, until later that evening when I got in the shower… Looking down at my womanhood, I realised in a panic that I needed to get my wax on before she left! Usually I would just ring her up and go “Hi Kath, yes… See you at about 6ish after work?… Great!” I frantically bbm’d her “I need a wax before you leave”.I waited, it delivered. She read it and surreally I could see her replying “Sorry sweets, I’m leaving in the morning”. SHOCK.HORROR.

I got in bed and briefly contemplated going to a different therapist, I rejected the thought as soon as it entered my mind. Twas but a foolish  flit of momentary madness!  I could never trust anyone else with my Va-jay-jay (Unless my gyne took up waxing, but at that hourly rate??) because there are simply some things that just a handful of  people can do, and I have heard horror stories – girls having their business waxed right off, I’m talking medical repair… plastic surgery, reattaching certain precious bits. Point is ladies, waxing is a serious business and should be treated as such.

So I took a policy decision, I would do it… Myself. Who better than me, myself – I have seen my therapist do it a million times. Can’t be that hard, right?

So off to Clicks I troddled, hot wax I bought, and there you go. I got home and got together all the things I thought might come in handy, an old towel, a huge plastic “Forever New” shopping bag to sit on and a wooden cutting board. So I popped the tin mug filled with wax onto the stove, it heated up and melted… As per the instructions on the insert, I waited for the wax to be the same consistency of honey, I applied a little bit to my wrist to test the temperature and thought “Ha! See I knew this was easy!” then I decided to do a little patch at the top… wax on… dry a little, wax off…Hmmm, it really was not that bad.

So I became more cocky with every patch, and when it came to waxing the most important bits, I was like “Yeah whatever, you can call me Kath for short, Whoohoo!” I applied the wax to (yeah you can use your imagination) and then repeated the wax mantra – Wax on… dry a little… taking a little longer… dry a little more… there was go.. Wax “Ooooooh holy (insert swearword)mother and sister of (insert belief system) what the (another swear word)!”.

Painful and unnecessary is the one way to describe what I had managed to do to myself. Perhaps Cruel and Unusual may be more apt..The wax was stuck, and there was no effing way in hell I was pulling at that patch of dried wax that was now attached to me again. This fast became the stupidest idea I’ve ever, ever had. I had vivid images of myself in Gardens MediClinic, with nurses whispering and giggling behind their hands.

After a while, I thought to myself, I’m NOT going to MediClinic, I have to stop being such a baby, I can so do this. I sprinkled some baby powder on the waxed area and put some baby powder in my hands as if I was an Olympic gymnast. With the same intensity as those world class athletes, I took hold of the bottom piece on wax, I stared in front of me and imagined a beach with tropical cocktails and happy smiling people. One… Two… Three…. Three and a half… Wax OFFFFFFFFFFFF!! Success!

Muhaha! I held that piece of wax up to the ceiling and said “You’re not the boss of me wax!” Suddenly there was a knock at the bathroom door “Babe, are you okay? What ARE you doing?”

“I’m fine, fine, I’m just… busy” I shouted back at my boyfriend.  I had survived, and I was waxed (I know what you are thinking – Shut up.) However, I will never, and I mean NEVER do that to myself again. I have learnt that sometimes “Taking things into your own hands” is a really stupid idea and there are times when au naturale will just have to do, when waiting for the professionals to come back from their much deserved holidays. That is after all why they had to go to beauty school.

You’ve got to love DIOR

I am a huge fan of the perfume short films, the Chanel film with Nicole Kidman is by far my favourite… but this Dior add really gets that feeling of urgency and glamour across, plus I simply love all the legends “featured” alongside our own Charlize Theron; the stunning Grace Kelly, Marilyn Monroe, Marlene Dietrich and Jerry Hall. Here is some inspiration for getting ready for the weekend! 

World Peace… and stuff.

Now before you start thinking tears, tiaras and sparkly swimwear let me put you on the right track. Admittedly, yes it is a beauty contest of sorts… But that is not what drew me to the competition, I have to be honest and say it was the Esse products. I was given a little pot of chocolate like scrub and I was addicted. I went onto the site http://esse.co.za/ to buy a full size of the scrub, I love the scrub.

So YAY for me! I won the February leg of the Face of ESSE competition (Perhaps an additional birthday gift for being a good Aquarius)

There are so many things one can do to tread a little lighter upon the earth, and using a super yummy organic beauty product makes it as easy as pie!