My annual round-up of ups and downs from the year that was and what I hope for 2016.
A little sneak peak into my humble abode…
Y’know, because I have no skaam in publishing my life on the internet.
Some of you may remember this post, where I excitedly announced that I’d be moving into my very own spot. Well, said spot is finally coming together and I thought I’d share the progress. There’s still so much more I want to do, but y’know, cash money, so I have to be patient.
Being my first young-professional-flat, it’s been a process of acquiring old family furniture (see Kitkat couch), hand-making my own decor, getting the odd new piece and making it all work together. I managed to tick off the Persian rugs, black accents and framed pictures on the checklist from my decor post, but the leafy plants that don’t die wasn’t a possible feat.
It’s still a major work in progress, but I’ve loved having my own space. Record evenings, tea on the balcony, hour-long baths. It’s been bliss.
I highly recommend it.
Thanks for visiting, it was lovely to have you over. xx
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.
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.
Another 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.
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.
Continued blogging while laughing that the acronym for my blog is GWAB.
Adopted my baby Church.
Took up swimming for a few brief, yet glorious months.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
So, plans for 2015?
Travel in the slow lane (occasionally)
Travel, in general.
Down the south coast, past kilometers of coastal bliss and into a tropical paradise, you’ll find the hippie folk of Mantis and Moon.
This rad backpackers in Umzumbe is the most perfect getaway for Durbanites. It’s not too far from home, cost effective and makes you feel like you’ve traveled to a Thai island. No passports needed, just pack your cozzie, some mozzie spray and snacks!
There are tree houses, double rooms and teepees all scattered around the dense palm jungle. I took the boyfriend for a romantic weekend, as a birthday prezzie and we had such a jam that we’re returning with friends later this month. Not only do you meet interesting travelers at the bar, but you can also relax in the jacuzzi, dip in the pool and share the communal kitchen. The beach is only a walk away so Paul and I set up camp, brought out his guitar, had a smoke and sang silly songs until sunset.
Tips: Make sure to stop at the epic fruit stands along the drive home or venture a little further to The Waffle House.
You can also book breaki and dinner at the backpackers if you’re not keen to cart along your own foods! They make mean meals every night.
Stay in the Taj Mahal double room, if you want your own roofless en suite bathroom, where you can bath under the stars.