Lipidol, where have you been all my life?
Here’s what I need you all to straight up know, right now.
1. They all reckon you’re a digital dominator
I’ve baffled so many people with my
very old, broken iPhone with no storage space, complete inability to sync shit
and utter confusion when talking about “The Cloud”. I’m a blogger, not Bill
Gates people. I am completely useless when it comes to tech – I still have a
physical day-planner and don’t read books on a Kindle. I kick it old school,
but mainly because I have some serious trust issues with computers.
2. People think that you actually take yourself seriously
I hate telling people that I’m a blogger. It’s
the most obnoxious statement to pass my lips. Trust me, I know how hilarious it
all is, I laugh at myself on the daily. I’m just a regular human girl living a regular human girl life…
3. They decide that you must be overly self-confident
Yeah so what we take a few very posey pics
for “look posts”. I can promise it wasn’t without numerous moments of
self-hate, complete censorship, manic laughter and then the unadulterated freedom to
ensure that only the best 5 out of a disastrous 5671 snaps are posted.
4. People go to you for updates about all the coolest
Well, yes, maybe it’s my own fault because
I create this illusion that I know what’s hip-hop and happening with the young
folk. But truth be told, I’m not cool, I just happen to have very cool friends. They’re
the ones you should be asking about that sweet new bar in Umhlanga, I’ll only
find out about it 4 months later. I
mean, I’m still using Mean Girls gifs for god sakes!
5. Ousiders definitely think you’re superficial and have like, no
personal privacy settings
Blogging is a hobby and just a way to keep
myself writing and snapping. I totes promzies that I see beyond posing in a new
skirt or decorating my flat. (Although that stuff is pretty fvcking fun.) And
yeah, I have quite an open sharing-is-caring policy about my life but my close friends all know that when it comes to the serious stuff, I am Fort Knox baby. At least for a full week.
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A visual guide on taking back my life, decluttering the bullshit and making room for breathing space.
Maybe you need it too.
It’s all about perspective. I need to try to not sweat the small stuff and learn to savour each wonderful moment.
Some things can simply not be changed. I am a firm believer in playing the cards that you’re dealt instead of lamenting over a situation that you have no control over!
People let you down, work gets cray, you get debited twice for your Virgin Active account. Big or small, shit happens. But chin up, move forward and get over it.
I am officially removing myself out of people politics. Cancel my subscription and all that!
I have a habit of getting too invested in other people’s issues. From friends to family, I am the go-to for advice. Which is cool, in proportionate quantities. Just every so often it creates a doormat sign on my forehead. I have been neglecting my own needs and thoughts for too long to help others and I need to do my best, to create a little distance at times. Let’s be honest, I could never be badass enough to not care at all. We all get by with a little help from our friends.
In trying times, remain Grace Kelly-esque and deal with it accordingly.
Head down, prioritise well and hustle for the life you want.
Need I say more?
No, sometimes there is reason to say no. Sometimes I need to go with the ebb and flow of life without overanalysing every situation and other times I need to be firm, stand my ground and say AH HELL NAH!
Get back to basics. Everything else is just noise.
Be a man. Rub some dirt in it. Every situation is temporary.
In simplicity we trust. Forever and ever amen.
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So over the years I have had a growing fascination with photography.
From a budget camera to my phone to my pretty DSLR, I have taken thousands of pictures, documenting every moment and pretty scene I ever did saw – resulting in the familiar lines of “Oh Jenna will bring her camera” and “Enough with the photos Jenna” and then “Hey Jen, please can I get all those photos I wined about you taking the other day.” This year, for some reason I stopped taking as many pictures as usual, often electing to leave my camera behind to experience the moment or event in its entirety.
While this started off as a good idea, it also lead to me cutting back on something I may not be good at, but deeply love. To get inspired again, I’ve decided to start reposting some of my favourite snaps from the past few years, ranging from the embarrassing, to the raw, back to the over saturated and cringey to the ones I love for no explainable reason.
Never stop doing what you love.
I love the fact that I am seeing friends, family and acquaintances in my newsfeed with a naked face. With their spots and freckles and scars and lines glowing from their skin. With each and every one of these girls looking radiant with the same self-satisfied smile. I simply love that they found a picture of their bare faces they felt beautiful enough to show to the public and immortalise on the internet.
With all the destructive things that we do as women, the pressure we feel on ourselves to look perfect, the harsh words we’ve said to ourselves and about ourselves throughout our lives – taking selfies can be, something beautiful. It is a moment where we as women feel proud and happy and pretty- YES WE FEEL PRETTY. It’s not always a positive and it does as with all good things, have it’s downsides. It’s also not how all women wish to share a moment of confidence but for most of the girls I know, a selfie means a moment of boastful self-love and I salute that. I love to see you all looking confident when I have heard you all, myself included, be so unkind to yourselves in the past.
I am so very glad that this initiative has raised awareness and money for cancer, but beyond that, I am happy that it has created this unexpected sense of solidarity between women all over the world. A lot of men seem to be taking kindly to this too, surprised at how naturally beautiful and proud their friends and family are underneath the makeup and years of self-uncertainty. I am elated that young girls on Instagram, primed to post countless selfies of pouts and made-up faces, are seeing the older generation radiate natural beauty. You are all role models, ladies.
Let’s forget about the downsides of selfies for just a moment – the comparison, the vanity, the sometimes over-the-top accounts of girls who place all of their worth on their looks. Instead, let’s take this time to stop selfie-shaming and to just celebrate the fact that our friends and their sisters and that girl who lived down the road, have one or two moments in their life where they love themselves enough to document it.
You are all so fucking beautiful. And I am so STOKED that even if for a brief moment in time, self-worth was redefined.
Durban After Dark
My talented colleague, Tai, filmed this rad video of Durban skaters after hours.
For the most of the time, I use this blog to keep you up to date with the ongoings of Durban. I throw in some fashion, recipes and music every so often and then sometimes, I use it as an online diary to log and sort my personal thoughts. Seeings as I have gotten some beautiful and inspiring messages from people who have come across these posts and felt inspired and connected by them, I think it’s safe to continue to have the odd Dear Diary moment. And to speak obnoxiously in third person.
Jenna has the propensity to keep on keepin’ on. To charge ahead through life and problems and do her best to be as good a person as possible. Then sometimes, sometimes, she needs to take stock and treat her soul to some rest and personal compassion.
If your life has been a roller-coaster of work, trying to get fit, holding down a relationship, keep a social life going, work, make nice with exes, navigate your crazy mind, follow through with personal endeavours, keep up your hobbies, work, mediate family dilemmas, care for pets, plan travels, find new housemates, plan meals, try to lose weight, consider getting your teeth whitened, freelancing as a journo, looking for new pillows, rearranging your room, trying to catch a tan, cleaning out the juicer, applying for a credit card, praying that your car will start, watering the pot-plants, signing up for the Midmar Mile and getting a manicure then maybe you also need to sit and take stock and give your damn mind a rest and your soul some sweet, sweet lovin’.
Here’s how I am going to do it, so that I can remind myself that I am only human. There’s also some pretty pictures.
To Do Take It Easy List:
1. Light incense every morning
2. Drink more ice cold water and yummy homemade juices
3. Remind myself that I am a fucking soldier. And a fucking goddess, too.
4. Do yoga in my pj’s. FREE THE BOOBS!
5. Allow myself to be angry with people from time to time. I don’t have to be the epitome of peacelovemoretolerance ALL the time. If I am being treated unjustly then I should love myself enough to say FUCK YA’LL. I know this seems contradictory to a peaceful state of mind but accepting your darkest feelings is largely therapeutic.
6. Speak my mind. I bite my tongue to often.
7. Stare into space
8. Float in the ocean and bath with flower petals. Who knows maybe birds will dress me in the morning too.
9. Snuggle my pets
10. Get another tattoo because they make me happy.
Lots of love dear readers, I hope that you are always reminded of your self worth and for the little things to be grateful for and to celebrate.
I know three things:
1. I’m pretty sure that you’re all sick of my voice by now.
2. I know so many pretty dang fantastic writers/creatives/illustrators/bloggers/photographers/fashionistas alike.
3. There is a need for a friendly and upbeat community for others to submit their musings without worrying about a cyber-backlash from misinformed idiots. I like constructive crit, but I’m not crazy about unneccessary bullying. Sad that this often has little to do with websites/mags/online platforms but rather the bored readers. Boo, you whores! hashtagirony
I’d love to open up Girl With A Bum to you all. If you’ve got something to say or something to share, then let’s get a community vibe in this jol and rally together around a network of creatives who want to work and play together. I wanna be a part of what you’re doing! And if you say no, I also won’t phone you at night begging for you back and crying on the phone. Just the odd text asking if we’re really over.
Any submissions or queries, big or small – email firstname.lastname@example.org. If you’re a creative/talented/substandard in anyway then, in the words of my friend Keke, “fux wit me”. I think it means we can hang?
I got my break/inspiration/motivation from submitting my stuff to local mags and websites who were supportive and open enough to take them on and give us a platform. I’m not saying we’re gonna get skyrocketed to fame but rather that there is room for errbody on this dot com.
Can’t wait to hear from you!
Ps: I couldn’t find relevant images for this post so I added random pretty pictures like a real adult.