Sisters Doing Big Things

It’s been a while.I haven’t really gotten into the groove of this whole blogger thing… Oh don’t judge…

Well I haven’t gotten up to much since my last post. Just my normal 9am – 5pm.. In my case its actually an 8am- 4:30pm, It’s all the same thing anyway.

I have been inspired though, quite a lot as a matter of fact.. I’ve stummble across an incredible female that’s are out there, putting in some work and sharing parts of herself with the world. She’s no “it girl” or anything but her style really says a big HELLO to the creative in me. Maria McCloy is an “Accessories and Urban Culture Lover, Publicist and Journalist” (as stated on her tumblr profile). A true maverick in my own opinion. If you know me you would know that this probably isn’t the kind of stuff that’s in the top 10 of my to do list, but I really like whats she’s on to here. I have never really been to Johannesburg (yes it’s true) and hopefully when I do, it will be long enough for me to catch her selling those awesome creations she makes on sunday from 10am – 3pm.


It’s funny how I actually got to “meet” this lady, because I haven’t really. In my head, we are very good friends that have catch up sessions at a coffee shop somewhere in Morningside.

I tailed her on various social networks after she sent me an email saying I’d won tickets to one of the award shows that were held in Durban (ICC) last month. The main reason for this was becuase I thought it was one of those flimflam messages and I just wanted to verify her realness ya’ know…?

You’re probably wondering how far my stalking tendencies went, right? Lets not get into that, what matters is that this lady is on to something spectacular. Trust and believe!

Naturally, we drift away from things that are a normality to us. We get bored and we find joy in things that usually have very little to do with what truely defines us…  We lose our African-ness. Our tradition. Ultimately, our roots… The Western culture has taken precedence over our own culture. It’s “normal”  and it’s what most of us go with, myself included.

What I like about Maria and her work is that she’s satrted with something so small (accessories), yet, this little piece makes such a huge difference to your entire outfit. My immediate response when I first laid eyes on her twitter profile image was “hmm nice shoes, she must be an artist”… I wasn’t too far off. She often uses the word ‘creator’ in her descriptions and it’s definitely fitting.She doesnt complicate art, in my opinion. She has fun with it. And accessories are so relevant to where we come from and who we are as Africans. Its a form of story telling.

Somewhere deep down I’ve always been into art. However, my creative side gets lost when I feel like it wont be good enough for someone else. I know it’s there and it exists but I stuggle alot to express it, except for when I’m singing. Fashion blogs, music with emotive lyrics or a remarkable painting will sometimes awaken what lies within but I want it to stay and never leave. This isn’t something you can be taught or have instilled in you by someone else. It’s second nature, it comes to you. I just have a knack for it.

I’d just like to have that spirit awake in me full-time. To create and inspire the way some individuals do so effortlessly. Change perspectives and offer something to the world. Loving what you do and others appreciating. *Beyonce Knowles, leeeeead me*

I used to sing, but my voice is lost somewhere in bewtween fear of rejection and me thinking I don’t sounding original enough. I’d like to write as well as some of the few people in my life and have the ability to make sense in my words as I make sense to myself in my head….. Expression in all forms.



Maria McCloy: She one of many but she’s definitely one in a million….




Colours. Love. Art. Communicate. Feel. Do. Continue to be passionate. Express. Continue to inspire.

Life Changing Events





Tomorrow 07.05.2014 is voters day in South Africa for all its citizens and campaign season comes to an end. Promises have been made and we are told about prospective changes and why the other party “sucks” and how they won’t become complacent as they claim the other to be. This being my first ever opportunity to vote I can’t exactly say i’m doing cart wheels for being given this platform. My friends all seem to be geared up psychologically for this moment (probably because they can’t wait to update Instagram with voting booth selfies). Whatever the reason, I on the one hand am clueless on whose hands to place this bright future of mine. I can date back a few weeks ago where a close friend of mine said to me, like the eager beaver she is, “Vote Kiss party if you have to, just go and vote. Free yourself!” Sounded like something I’d heard many a time before, and as cliched as it actually came across, she was right.

So I’m voting for the first time tomorrow, yaaay me (sarcastic)…. I’m not sure if this will be life changing in anyway but however it turns out, I hope I make an informed decision. I should probably browse the web a bit in the last few hours I have of this day to prepare for this. I’ll go though, definitely. And again, it is what Tata fought for.


Well here goes nothing. Positive thoughts. Grown up decisions to be made. The time is now. I am ready……… uhm, I think.







People may not tell you how they feel about you, but they always show you. Pay attention.



My fav lady, and I don’t think I need to explain why. Queen of fierce, Queen of music, Queen of Diva, and…. and…. and…. and…. ALL THINGS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!

Friend or Faux?

thhrough and through

I won’t get into detail, but life will show you a thing or two about friendships in your 20’s. I am certain that it is only natural for things to come in and out of our lives (incl. people). It’s a matter of tapping into your intuition and trusting that IT IS the right time to let some things go. There is no manual or a to do list on how to tackle hard lessons in life, but we ought to gear up and go to battle anyways.

God is our only TRUE friend. The ultimate source of happiness is he who died on the cross for our sins. If you know God you know happy. And if you weren’t so caught up, you’d know faux when you saw it.

But fear not (consoles self)… There are a few ways to help you let go and move on forward. Because life keeps on keeping on even when you don’t:

  • Cultivate your intuition and awareness of your life as it is right now.
  • Adopt the attitude of acceptance.
  • Honor the part of your life that you are letting go (Find something that resonates with you, where you can hold space for this and find closure for it.)
  • Trust that great things are coming to fill the void.

Is It a Bad Thing to Want to Give Our Kids a Magical Childhood?

A Magical Childhood

Last week, a blog post went viral about why parents should stop trying to give their kids a magical childhood. 

One of my friends shared it on her Facebook wall and yesterday a speaker at a sustainability conference even recommended it, saying that parents today spend too much time “on those things like Pinterest” and “working so hard to make their children’s live magical.”

“They’re just making their own lives harder,” she scoffed, “trying to make everything perfect.”

Then she said it’s because we mothers are addicted to stress.

Yes, it turns out we secretly like stress and so the quest to make childhood fun is some deep, psychological quest to make ourselves unhappy.

Or something like that.  I had a really hard time understanding the logic in any of it.

These people seem to completely miss the point about what makes a childhood magical, and why some of us…

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Never Forget


Bille Holiday – “God Bless The Child”

Them that’s got shall have
Them that’s not shall lose
So the Bible says and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that’s got his own, that’s got his own

Yes the strong get smart
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don’t ever make the grade
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that’s got his own, that’s got his own

Money, you’ve got lots of friends 
They’re crowding around your door
But when you’re gone and spending ends
They don’t come no more
Rich relations give crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself, but don’t take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that’s got his own, that’s got his own

Money you’ve got lots of friends
They’re crowding around your door
But when you’re gone and spending ends
They don’t come no more
Rich relations give crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself, but don’t take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that’s got his own, that’s got his own

Here just don’t worry about nothing cause he’s got his own
Yes, he’s got his own


Tick Tock




In life we usually see things that haven’t yet occurred for ourselves. Hopes, dreams, aspirations.

When I was little I dreamed of getting through my school years with ease and growing up to be a young woman with a relatively bright future ahead of herself. Basically get through life stages within the required time frame (requirements made by society). So I did anyways and I still want more.

On the 8th Of April 2014 I celebrated the culmination of years of hard work at Varsity. The feelings I experienced that day are contrary to what’s knocking on the door presently. I’ve been warned about the cutthroat challenges that my older peers are dealing with in the working world and I’m about to head-butt with those in the near future.

I’m scared, to say the least, but I’m more concerned about getting to the pointed piece of the rock in my own life. “A degree ain’t enough” are the messages being passed around in my head. “Are you where you want to be?”  I ask myself, and a big fat NO!! pops up.

Oh, the pressures of this life we live in….. So I’m still trying to figure out the next step after all was said and done at Westiville Campus Sports Centre this past Tuesday. I know I’m not stagnant but I want to move way quicker than I am right now.

God’s timing will reveal all. I’m positive. And I should exit this mode I’m always in, PANIC.

Sweat, Determination, Hardwork



Brains will take you where beauty never will… 

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