Good times

I went to the opening of exclusive new 5-Star International Radisson SAS Hotel Sandton. This launch was absolutely fantastic and they seriously spared no expense whatsoever.
We were all taken to the 12th floor where speeches were made, Moet champagne flowed and photographers flash bulbs were over excited!

We could help ourselves to the Moet Champagne Dress

The hotel really is quite exquisite in decor, space and pure luxury.
Special K and I bumped into Marcus Brewster, who leaned in as if he had a secret that could freeze time and said:
“Blondie, if you go one floor up, they have lobster and more Moet.” pointing at my empty flute, “And if you go down one floor the spa is there with a little goody bag!”
Oh what to do; what to do? LOL

The 13th floor was sensational. I have NEVER seen a spread of food like that in my life. Chefs were making fresh pasta and other dishes from the ingredients set out. One of the things that Special K and I wanted to take home was a huge whole uncut cheese, that had been hollowed out and filled with grated parmesan cheese. Presentation was incredible!! There was a Thai section, antipasti section with artichokes, cold pasta dishes and various types of olives and sundried tomatos. The Seafood section (my favourite) had some of the most delicious sushi I have ever tasted, there were oysters and crab, lobster and crayfish, melt in your mouth salmon, mini mussle pots.

This was the chef that prepared my lobster!

HEAVEN. I believe there was a dessert table, but I didn’t look too hard for it. I wanted to (being president of the sweet tooth society and all that) but I am on a Get-Thin-Mission.

We finally got to go down to the 11th floor and that beautiful aromatherapy smell wafted into our nostrils. Special K and I both turned to each other and dreamily said: “Ah, the smell!”
I hope heaven looks like this spa. It is so incredible and I can honestly say I have never seen anything like this! I have booked for after pay day and Special K told me she’s going to be doing a lot of hinting considering their anniversary is coming up.

We went back upstairs, goody bag in hand and spoke to various people, that we (sadly) only ever see at these types of functions. It was incredibly hot inside and while I love heat, when it starts to get too hot, my body can’t handle it! I started to feel really faint and my skin was prickling.
Special K took one look at me and agreed that we should leave. She got me to the car and put the air con on full blast. She just knows. As soon as I started to cool down, I started to feel better.

Today I’m going to a spinning class at 1pm.

I've also been getting messages from Europe Boy asking me for a lunch or coffee... I don't know. Perhaps I should just go for a coffee. I just don't know anymore.

3 in 1

I am so used to blogging everyday and recently I haven't had the chance to...so I am going to jam pack a few days into one :-)

On Monday night I went over to James Bond for pizza and wine! It was great fun! I nearly got a six pack from all the laughing and even realised that I could possiby form a band after my "brilliant" guitar playing skills... he taught me how to play a little and after my hand resembled a spastic claw, I managed to strum and actually create a sound that didn't make our ears bleed. Lovely.
I also got to see Kung Fu Panda, a movie I've wanted to see for a while now! I love animated films, I think they're so cute and brilliantly done!

Today I went back to gym after missing a few days. Tsk tsk. I nearly died. How is that possible? There I am huffing and puffing, red faced and moaning on the treadmill and bicyle. Sugar and I kept looking at each other. I couldn't admit defeat in our regime by saying as much (it's our little deal), so instead, I kept trying to "SOS" her using morse code through my blinking. She didn't get it and rather asked me if I'd like to use her towel to wipe the sweat out of my eyes.
Knowing there would be a skinny cuppaccino afterwards at Appleby's, kept me going. Seriously.

I hate showering at the gym. I really hate it. I know we're all women and we've all seen it all etc, but I just cannot bring myself to change in front of others. I almost admire women who are able to walk around naked without a care in the world. If I was Gisele Bundchen, hell, I'd walk around like that all the time, but I'm not and some of the women doing as much aren't either. Gotta hand them a confidence trophy or something.
Anyway, after that and the coffee, I had on my black pencil skirt, white shirt and fuck-off heels and went to meet my Attorney. I thought I should look the part. I'm a dork, I know... but it's all good because the outfit is not entirely wasted.
Tonight is the launch of this new hotel in Sandton and they've promised champagne. Special K and I are going to just have to indulge.

Formal vs Casual

I am going to an event tonight at the Westcliff Hotel. The dress code says: Formal.

Dress codes make me nervous because no one ever seems to oblige or obey.

I am very aware that "formal" (in my dictionary) means evening dress and suits for the guys, however, I have been to formal events before in an evening gown and people have been in cocktail dresses or worse, black pants and a smart top. That for me, is semi casual or cocktail attire.I have also rocked up at a "formal" event (having learnt from the above mentioned) in a cocktail dress and people were in evening gowns and ball gowns. Ball gowns.
These days Formal means weird and wonderful things to different people. I have a long black dress with a little diamante detail... I just hope people dress up as well, otherwise I'll just have to target the champagne table in my gown.

What are the chances that I have two formal functions to go to? Apparently good, except I actually do know what to wear on Saturday...it's a Valentines Ball.

I went to JJ Schoeman (a hot SA designer) who is giving me a dress to wear (and return) for Saturday. I have a broad back so zips in that area are always a bit of a mission (as in I need to go up a size. Yay for me.) Designers design for size 0 Fashion Hangers aka Models ; not for the normal woman.Well, I found a dress, after chiffon and silk was thrown around and it is flattering. Alright, honestly I sucked everything in within a cm of my life and was too nervous to exhale, but I did after looking like a smurf and nothing ripped. Phew.

I'll report back tomorrow!