Clickity Click!

It certainly took long enough to take some snapshots of my designs!  These are just some prelimonary test shots, hold thumbs for me for doing a professional shoot in the very near future...Eek!

Trust your gut ... Even when it comes to Cold Turkey!

Yet another beaut of a day in the Town of Cape.  Or so we thought!  


The new happening place to be at on a Sunday night is a party going down in the centre of town, just off Harrington Street, called Cold Turkey. Now don't be mistaken!  Its not your usual crowd of Caprice posers or Tiger Tiger jocks, so please don't get lost if you're currently en-route there.  PLEASE!  This joint is home to some of the most diverse groups of people in Cape Town.  Creatives, intellectuals, tourists, rastas, peeps sporting fro's, peeps sporting mo's, fantapants' - just to name a FEW!  Everyone brings their own bit of spice to the melting pot that has now become.


After stroking their ego for a few lines, it's back to the story at hand...about what a crap night we indeed had!  Cape Town's notorious wind decided to grace us with her presence, with not an inch of a warning at all, all day.  Being the chilled people that we are (or so I've heard), we endured the nuisance for a lengthly period, until such time that chairs started abusing us, and alcohol bottles developed minds of their own!  Chairs aside, what a waste of drunk-inducing substances!  That was THAT! And we were out of there.

Do you know the Muffin Man?

Saturday always calls for a trip down to the Old Biscuit Mill.  Especially when the sun is shining, and the weather is good.  Parking is a hard find, but the market is definitely worth the sometimes long walk.  Once you're there, cool down with an ice cold cider or a vitamin packed smoothie.  Or even maybe chance a chilled glass of champagne to refresh.  Whatever floats your boat!  All organic of course.  Same goes for the rest of the exciting fresh goodies sold at the ol' Mill, ranging anything from scrumptious cakes, biscuits and tartlets; to dak burgers, butter chicken and low and behold, even oysters!  A variety of tastes to satisfy all cravings.

Then on to the Neighbourgoods Market just over the pathway, only to find a treasure trove of hand made treats.  Womenswear, menswear, shoes, jewellery, accessories...each individual and unique in their own right.  My personal favourite of the day, 'the leather bowtie'.  Quite pricey, but a must-have for the quintessential 'fashion fundi'.

(Cindy Poole - www.thesummitcloset.com)

You, Me and Everyone We Know Night Market

TGIF!  And what a Friday it was!  I visited the 'You, Me and Everyone We Know' Night Market at the old Labia Theatre, and it was just humming with creativity.  A stunner of an evening, with not a sign of wind to disrupt the atmosphere.  Mostly hosting second hand/vintage stalls, one can certainly guess the dress code of the night.  The DJ was rocking his beats, while the peeps both 'ooh-ed' and 'aah-ed' over the merchandise, and sipped away merrily on cocktails.  I myself bought a pair of Ralph Lauren Polo high waisted denim shorts, courtesy of the lovely JR and Kai, and a Pepe London oversized top sporting a James Dean print.  Love.

Let's start at the very beginning...a very good place to start... (insert Julie Andrews here)

So college began this week, and we are back in the rat race, going full steam ahead.  Fashion Design, second year, looks to be an exciting year, filled to the brim with inspiring new assignments and eye-opening discoveries.  I plan to document these happenings right...about...HERE!  Be it fact or fiction, writings or doodles, all creativity will reveal itself on this very page.  Indulge...

(Danny Roberts)