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See ya, 2014.

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HAPPY GADAMN NEW YEARS! As per tradition, I like to do a little roundup of the year that was. Here are some of Girl With A Bum’s 2014 moments – the ups and the downs.

I kicked off 2014 with a champagne bottle to the head and 7 stitches for good measure. 

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I started a new job at a kick-ass digital agency. Then changed jobs again to go corporate like a real sell-out.

I began dating a rad guy. Then that rad guy and I decided to part ways. Only good vibes there. 

I saw one of my oldest friends walk down the aisle. And cried like a baby.

Got my nose pierced and my foot tatted. And cried like a baby.

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imageAnother year of saying hello and goodbye to new house mates. And seeing a Facebook feed brimming with engagements and pregnancies.

Did a fair share of dranking, smoking, dancing and late nights. 

Drank a LOT of Steph Weiss while I was at it.

imageHad a few epic weekends – staying at the Elangeni Hotel, Midlands meandering, missioning to Mantis and Moon, tanning in Umdloti and dancing at Rainbow Jazz Lounge.

Got sucked into Neknoms, Ice Bucket Challenges and “No Make-up Selfies” like I did Bitstrips in 2013. Can’t help it, occasionally I follow the crowd.

My hair went from long to short, to blonde to purple to grey to brunette again.

Continued blogging while laughing that the acronym for my blog is GWAB.

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Adopted my baby Church.

Festivaled it UP at Ramfest, Kendrick Lamar, OppiKoppi and Parklife.

Took up swimming for a few brief, yet glorious months.

Wrote an article about my spirit guide, Ewok.

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Found out that a beloved “internet friend of mine who had tragically died of cancer” – was actually all a Catfish by a crazy, crazy girl. Rallied up a group of other girls affected by the scam. (More coming soon!)

Got a personal trainer with Boss Lady Lauren. Man, those 5am wake up calls!

Had a local newspaper steal my content and publish it without my permission. Went through a series of arguments and fights, only to be further let down by some really awful people.

Was lucky enough to be a bridesmaid for a beautiful friend of mine

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My body briefly gave up on me and I was in and out of the docs for blood tests and medicines. Then I got better because I am strong like Mother Russia.

My mommy got very, very sick and retrenched but bounced back because she IS Mother Russia. 

We found a lovely home for our beloved piggy, Molly.

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We said our final goodbyes to our family home as well as my awesome digs. I then said hello to my dream flat.

I said another very hard goodbye to my second mom/domestic executive of 18 years as she retired to her home in the Berg.

Lived through a teeny tiny earth tremor and the MRP Tear Gas Incident ‘14.

Went to, and fell in love with the Transkei for the very first time.

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Learnt how to NaeNae. Sort of. 

Sold some shiz at a market. Promised myself “never again”.

Fell irrevocably in lust with Black Math. 

Wore a sari to Halloween, for no good reason. Thus beginning a casual chain of events.

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Lost tragically and suddenly, my very beautiful aunt. 

Saw dear friends leave for Dublin, Jozi, Amsterdam and Germany. More goddam goodbyes. Made some pretty epic new friends too.

Turned well old – hello 25!

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So, plans for 2015?

Travel in the slow lane (occasionally)

Travel, in general.

Love deeply.

Eat thirds.

OppiKoppi Odyssey

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With more outfit changes than Beyoncé, I give to you my OppiKoppi experience.

I don’t get no Coachella or Glastonbury, so I got my festival chic on for my first OppiKoppi out in the dusty reserves of Limpopo.

Running water, clean toilets, plenty of stages, sick line-up (with acts all starting as per the schedule), veggie food galore, crazy crowd goers, old varsity friends and beautiful weather is how I would sum it up. I didn’t take my camera so all I have are a few iPhone pics of me trying to look inconspicuous whilst posing in a dust bowl. Not very rock ‘n roll, this blogging.

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OppiKoppi Highlight Reel:

1. The 14 hour train ride from Durbs to Jozi. I don’t think I’ve partied like that on public transport before.

2. The moment when Steve hopped up on stage at the Bos tent for the most epic impromptu drumming.

3. HHP was seriously one of my favourite acts the whole fest. The 6 of us stood on the hillside dancing like loons on loon tablets for the full set.

4. The arts and crafts section where we made togas. Those togas were legit for about 35 minutes until we succumbed to heat and dust and torn them off.

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5. Finding out the trippy waffle guy wasn’t just super trippy. He was snaffling drogas ilegales on the sidelines. The next day, there was just a vacant spot where his trippy waffle caravan once was. We all wondered why he’d decided to make his vanilla icecream, trippy green. 

6. Spotting two snakes whose cobra cove was conveniently situated at the opening of our camp. They turned out to be pretty cool neighbours for the full 4 days, making guest appearances every so often. 

7. Finding the one lone grassy patch, along a sidewalk and just napping there without a care in the world. We must have looked like 6 drunkards who peaked way too early. Meanwhile we were just zen with nature and woke up to do a yoga pose or two. Namaste, bitches.

8. While I am very disappointed with the fact that the sound was so shoddy for Cat Power, the shade that was being thrown at the sweating sound guy was quite entertaining.

9. The fact that the moon was so bright, that we all cast night shadows. Night shadows man, night shadows.

10. Wolfmother, Nomadic Orchestra, Grassy Sparks, The Muffinz, Spoek Mathambo, Hugh Masekela, HHP, Black Math. 

11. Six of us, dirty and stanking, sleeping like the dead on the flight home, after dropping off the filthiest rental car you ever did see.

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Cheers Oppi, see you next year.  

 

2013 sure was…something.

Yessir, I’m back! Back from one of the best holidays I’ve had in a while, back from checking out of life and social media for a while, back with a vengeance!

It is only fitting to begin the new year of bloggity blogging with a little reflection back on 2013 and what I hope for 2014. 

Here’s what twennythirteen had for me:

Said goodbye to a varsity friend. Rest Peacefully. 

Shook off India

I traveled and skied around Austria

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Hated life while living like a jobless bum at home

Made and sold floral headbands for some extra cash

Went to a few dozen gigs, exhibitions and markets.

Started blogging as Girl With A Bum

Lost a few beloved pets. Miss you Misty and Izzy. 

Went to my first Splashy Fen

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Got a speeding fine. Or two.

Watched my baby brother go to his matric dance and turn 18.

Became a Guest Grammer for the Factory Cafe

Interned at the Legal Resources Centre

Watched the legends RHCP in Cape Town

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Got an actual job at Synergy Marketing Partners

Paid taxes

Moved out of the house and in with friends

Hit up the Durban July

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Started guest blogging for for Durban Is Yours. Yes!

Had dinner with Taxi Violence

Got some new ink. And then some more. 

Got two puppies. And a hedgehog. And a rat.

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Made some bad-ass friends

Went vegan. Then vegetarian.Then vegan again.

Started juicing

Got shortlisted for a TV commercial. 

Went to two incredible weddings

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Got addicted to Bitstrips. Got hated for it.

Started Belly Dancing classes

Entered Elle Style Reporter 2014

Spent a few weekends up in the mountains and down by the seaside.

Spent a wild weekend in Jozi for In The City 

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Threw a Halloween Ball

Got an undercut, then cut off half my hair.

Went through a really bad breakup

Quit my job

Pretended to be a shmodel for a day

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Had a massive weekend-long sleep over with Red Huxley

Accepted a new job. My dream job.

Went to far too many wild parties

Saw amazing friends get engaged. And preggers. 

Got faded

Bought three pairs of sneakers

Met a cute boy

Turned 24

Lived to tell the tale. 

2014?

Watch more sunrises

Write neatly

Read everything

Make glorious mistakes.

J xx