Thursday, August 25, 2011
THE COMPANY presents "KISS ON THE LIPS SPRING MASQUERADE"
With Spring almost upon us we think it absolutely fitting that we start this season in style...Love is undeniably one of the must-haves this time of year and with our 60 seconds to flirt SPEED DATING (9-10PM) you will be spoilt for choice on the Upper East Side. To add more than a dash of wit & charm, Simmi Areff (comedian) will MC the speed dating.
Fashion & music have always had an open love affair with each other so its no surprise we have included the JESZE BELLE 2011 spring collection FASHION SHOW to the mix. The DJ line-up on the night will most definitely get the party started right with the likes of POPPY (5FM) - FUNKY G & KingK
Fortune favors the bold as the first 50 VIPS receive a swag bag on the night! To keep the night covered in mystery & glamour custom masks will be available at the entrance.The dress code is strictly UPPER EAST SIDE, with cocktails on arrival & our signature "KISS ON THE LIPS" cocktail available that night one can only imagine this soiree outshining our first speed dating event at *MAX*
"Couture & canape are just another Saturday night until you add a mask but preparing for a party is an event in itself; which is why queens invented handmaidens"
STANDARD TICKETS: R70 (Pre-sale)
VIP TICKETS: R100 (Pre-sale)
To book and purchase pre-sale tickets or for more information on the event call 083 687 8213 or BBM: 21BF1FB2
"So put on your eyeliner and a bit of glitter dust...life at night is always finer, neon streets are full of lust"
You know you ♥ me
Sunday, May 30, 2010
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Thursday, April 22, 2010
In every woman there is a little girl that still yearns to be the only one for her hearts desire. If you look around and you don't have to that far, you will find divorcees stealing quick glances at each other when they think no one is watching or ex-lovers still talking about each other when they are reminded of their favourite restaurant or that familiar alluring scent and the most devilish of all - that intoxicating dessert that led to other things. But - not all of us have lost the ones we love and remain single, most of us dust of the war wounds from the previous romantic liaison and prepare for new adventures, new love battles and new happy endings.
I find myself in my not-so-late 20's (and i say this with much conviction), surrounded by single women - all the time. Women still looking for love, women getting over love and women well quiet frankly giving up on love. What hope do we have to find our soul mate when our experiences however mild or fiery have left, a shall we say not so sweet taste in our mouth. Are men degenerating as a sex or have we become accustomed to higher standards - for everything. We can blame evolution for all our woes and misfortune but knowing more about ourselves is really whats causing this dilemma - we know what we want and we''ll be damned if we settle for anything less then the best.
Take a look at the friends we keep and the shoes we buy - if we are that meticulous about the people we let into our lives or what we put on our feet, you best be sure we're going to take our time choosing a man that fits all our requirements. But having asked some of my single, ferociously independent colleagues - what they look for in a man, i have come to the conclusion that we are all sadly looking for - God. Men, bless their dear hearts are not perfect - and I'm afraid never will be.
So where does ''keeping the faith'' come into play? A phrase that passes more then one of our perfectly glossed lips on a daily basis, a phrase that has given most of us some comfort in the fact that - it's not over, tomorrow is another day and great things can and will happen. Why do we lie to ourselves and each other - unless psychic we have no idea what tomorrow will hold but we as a ruthlessly supportive tribe stick together and hold each others hopes high - because if it can happen to 'her', why cant it happen to me - right?
I find single women in their late twenties looking for answers to questions that are simple, trying to find a more suitable spiritual path when they should know better then to think religion will solve all their problems or even changing their life-style to make room for a mate because a feng shui book said so. Yes, we are busy - being career women as we like to call it becomes a nice comfortable excuse for being - alone right?. Believing in God gives us hope and assures us that whatever our relationship status in life is, it will be OK! Faith and hope and belief that you are going to find Mr. Right is a mirage - a little fantasy we created whilst thrusting a Ken doll at Barbie when we were five and still believed that when people get married they don't get divorced.
I wish more women would start being honest, brutally so - to themselves! If it doesn't feel right, if he's not pulling he's weight, if he's caused a stress-related breakout or break down - chuck him - there's sure to be a slightly better version that needs fixing around the corner and for the ladies that are waiting for Mr.Perfect, Mr.Gentle-man with the good looks, nice manners and the steady job - think again - he doesn't exist entirely. Realize that you deserve better and sometimes better just means accepting reality, embracing it and living life without a headache.
Monday, February 15, 2010
I’ve always had this schizophrenic love
The kind that sets the mood and then tears it apart
I sometimes think of you as the only one
And then wish - it were only me
You always called your love – Lust!
I trusted in this and set you free!
I always called us - partners in crime
Best friends till the end of time
I remember the day you came over and said
‘‘Not everyone’s heart is dead’’
Like a hug from a tree would seem better
Then a death cold grip - from me
I wondered if you would ever see that I tried
And not just think me a cold-hearted freak
But it’s too late to change and too late to love
And hating you is the only thing I keep.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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Monday, November 30, 2009
My favourite memories
many phases gone by
have been various women
most of those friendships - did die
I'd like to think
the women I've loved
reveled in suffering
but still rose heights above
it's a little known fact
I'm attracted to beauty
pain and fire
these are the things - that make us wiser
seven years and three times over
lessons taught - some short
but never - not one in vain
these women bind me ritually sane.
Monday, November 9, 2009
This yo-yo diet of love and hate
has slipped into a dangerous weight,
the lies you purged - weighed down on me
split my tongue with misery
i tried to hold the air so still
so the tension u leave - wont dare to build
you told me ’’everything will be Ok’’
’’we’re not the only ones that need to be saved’’
i found myself relying on on every breathe - every sigh
i told myself ’’Just hang on - don’t cry’’
you took me in with your words of love
you spat me out - as if i would never be enough
i watched myself let go of your hand
i gave you up - like a sacrificed lamb
i told you ’’maybe in the future - someday’’
i threw your suitcase and said ’’Go on - you cant stay’’