Truth Coffee HQ - want to go

 So here's a new(ish) spot in Cape Town I spotted on Pinterest (via Visi magazine's posts).
Truth Coffee HQ, 36 Buitekant street, Cape town, South Africa. 
This is the type of thing that inspires me & makes me so so proud of being South African.It looks amazing, a Coffee Cafe (Truth Coffee's HQ) and Retail Outlet, owned by David Donde and designed by Haldane Martin... wow! I'll be making a mission there, drool over the gorgeous interior and have a fab cuppa joe...

  














PHOTOS Micky Hoyle 
(www.visi.co.za & www.truthcoffee.com)


 

Sunscreen by Baz Luhrman

(thank you to the friend that reminded me of this one)

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now. 

 Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh never mind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked… You’re not as fat as you imagine. 

 Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blind-side you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you. Sing. Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself. 

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…

The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. 

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. 

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. 

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on. 

Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. 

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth. 

But trust me on the sunscreen… 

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTJ7AzBIJoI)

the things we learn (2012)

2012 kicked off with a bang, new job, new house, new flatmate, new responsibilities and challenges. New job turned permanent, new house turned home, new flatmate turned into best friend, new responsibilities and challenges turned into what I love about work!

It has been an exceptional year of personal growth and development, in what I'd call a radical, unpredictable year.  And I've learnt much to my dismay that cliché's are cliché's because yes they are overused but they are so painfully true. "Life is short", "don't save for tomorrow what you can do today", "life is a roller coaster, enjoy the ride"...

So here's a few lesson's I learnt and re-learnt in 2012;

Don't underestimate the value of your morning pick me up :)

 Play towards your strengths and recognise/work on your weaknesses

 Enough said

You never know what's going to happen, live for the day, plan for the future!

Accept your body for what it is, and learn to love it, for there are certain thing that will not change, don't worry about it! "Worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum" - Baz Luhrman

Never underestimate the power of laughter, do it often and loud!

 

Success, strength, courage and happiness have everything to do with your attitude!

 It's as easy as recognising a dream and working towards it!

xxx

Maxi my boy

A few words dedicated to the coolest dog and my friend Max.

My little euro bribe... (dad: "when you come home, you can find us a puppy!"). Thank you gumtree, I found the add, we went to go check it out, mom and I spotted him, the naughty one, all his brothers and sisters seem to follow him across the yard.  The little boy we weren't looking for but knew dad would love! Max was bigger than his brothers and sisters and had long skinny legs. The sales lady said he was jumping over the kitchen stable door already, and was only a couple of weeks old. 

I was so excited when mom gave me the final nod. Maxi sat on my lap in the car, crying after we took him from his family to make him part of ours, my heart melted, he became my little boy.
For two weeks he slept in bed with me, my baby boy. When I moved out, dad was to happy to take over, Maxi was a little to attached to me for his liking. In no time these two became best buddies.

Max went hunting, walking, running, fishing, boating, knee boarding, kayaking and swimming. He scaled the perimeter wall of our property so he could go walk about and maybe avoid his wife (Jessie our boerbull, which happen to have the cleanest ears on the planet, cos Maxi licked them all day) and visit his girlfriends.

Max was awesome, amazing, loving, clever and loyal and in an unfortunate accident passed away 20-11-2012, he was only 3... RIP my friend, you are greatly missed!