The Trinket Spotter

In case you missed the 30 degree memo; summer is in and party season is totally vibing. This weekend’s Sexy Groovy Love has me shakin’ with electro-excitement. N’to you guys! N’to! He‘s a DJ for anyone who hasn’t listened to an electro playlist in the past year – and he’s playing at said event. Killin’ it. Mkay so party + summer + lonely hearts club = party wishlist. Obvs. Roller Skates: Is any…

I’m bathing in irony as I sit down to write this over-due piece about bells and whistles, but mostly bells because whistles aren’t trending RN. Awkies-teen-Dale vowed never to let a bell-bottom, tattoo choker, wedge heel or bandana crop top near her wardrobe as long as she could remain hormonally balanced and living miles away from her infamous home town. Alas, here I sit; a zit-free-Capetonian…

Meet me at the main stage

Festival season is here and I’m losing my shit! And by shit I mean ‘mind’ and not actual things. Friars ate enough of my personal belongings to last me a lifetime. Okay who am I even kidding? Kinky Disco definitely consumed my mirror sunnies – or maybe I just left them in the porter loo (I don’t know which is worse TBH). Whatevs,  FESTIVAL! In my pre-festival euphoria (like RN) I’ve compiled this…

Nothing? Nix. Nada. Celebrate it? Soz what? Oggling this uncharacteristically bright look with Phantogram-Foals-on-repeat, in the midst of a life-pivot, I can’t help but wonder if my grad lecturer’s taste for yellow got the better of me or if this minimalist stripes-blazer combo suits me IRL. Stripes? Not sure. Celebrations? YAS. Chaos induced minimal living? YAS. Celebrations X Minimal. See…

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Inner monologues: Job hunting

Wearing denim on denim was a good life choice, drinking Nescafe gold was not. Urgh. Pinterest – people get paid to pin on the reg. I got paid to pin on the reg. Bizcommunity. Click. Flash flash. Okay eyes, that’s a message. If I could have a 15 minute nap on this keyboard that would be great. Or isn’t that a message? I can’t be the only one that sees imaginary blinking lights in the corner of my…

Très bien, très bien

While everyone around me seems to be married, engaged, pregnant or travelling, I find myself momentarily teetering in front of a door asking to be French. Yes, that’s all. Asking to be French. For someone who’s got more demands and expectations than Kanye at an awards ceremony, that’s quite something for me.  For objectivities sake, it was momentary. I subsequently walked on wondering why it’s…

Don’t think twice, it’s alright

Let’s chat about ponchos, hometowns and Dylan, yes? Yes. Before you think I’ve recently been rolling around slumtown making like a Mexican with a penchant for hinduism; let’s clarify one thing? Ponchos are back! No boozer, not the drink. That’s never left. I’m talking the blanketed, fringed, comfy-printed-cape-like piece that pretty much works with everything. Okay I take that back. Ponchos were…

You see your gypsy

“So I’m back, to the velvet underground. Back to the floor, that I love. To a room with some lace and paper flowers. Back to the gypsy that I was.” Before I begin a lengthy gush over everything that is Stevie Nicks, let’s get one thing straight. It’s utterly impossible to wear a gyspy skirt and heart-shaped sunnies without feeling as though you’re missing a ban-the-bomb placard, a joint and…

Ever take a look at an instagram feed and think “these photos are awesome but why are they just so DAMNED yellow?!” (Insider tip: if you don’t think so then I bet some of your followers probably do -oops.) So, let’s have a lesson in picture purity shall we? 1. Thou shalt not EVER, under any circumstance, use instagram as an Editing Application. Contrary to popular belief, Instagram is not in fact…

A job in the fashion industry let’s me learn a thing or two about what’s hot, what’s not and whether or not to give a damn. A while back I had the privilege of sitting in on a trend forecast by the knowers-that-know and the wearers-that-wear. Whilst feeling a little Andy-in-the-Chanel-boots-like, I couldn’t help but appreciate the dynamic discussion I’d found myself in. Aside from discussing the…

I’m a Mathlete, so nerd is inferred.

Mathlete might be pushing it a tad, but if Buzzfeed quizzes are anything to go by apparently Kevin Gnapoor makes for my apt spirit animal. About to google who that is? SHAMEFUL. Jaykay. We’ll let this one slide because geeks are considerate like that and because this ain’t a pop quiz. It is, however, a look post inspired by hard work, good luck and introverted tendencies (thanks Buzz for so…

Pop Culture & Pantones

“Whoever said orange was the new pink was seriously disturbed.”

Black maybe but curses on the bastard who may, or may not have, suggested orange. Citrus is not a vibe. Okay fine it might be the colour of creativity, but complexions are a whole other ball game – if you’re into sports and stuff, or complexions in general. Now before I starting bending and snapping my way into a conversation about…

They said jewels don’t grow on trees.

What you need: Black paint Some tree (a branch perhaps?) A bottle A paint brush And maybe some sand to throw into the bottle to weigh it down and keep the tree in place.Step one: Remove all of the leaves.Step two: Give the bit of tree a lick of paint. With the afore mentioned brush. And not your tongue.Step three: Leave it to dry on a piece of newspaper for a couple of hours.Step four: Pop it in…

It’s a Trinket Spotter vlog debut you guys!

YES. I’m freaking out too! Partly because it’s a blog, partly because it’s about Spree and partly because I hope you, yes you, heart it as much as slogan tees heart new york.

Bad joke. Semi-decent vlog. Fuqing awesome fashion.

And after that, if you’re not a fan of the 70s trend (i.e.…