It’s Valentine’s Day and whatever you do do not send a nude to the guy you only slept with once or twice the one who never called you again. Stop, Violet, stop, right now, stop. Click. Happy Valentine’s Day y’all. And so much love…
That thing when you go to his home and he pours wine and then you sit on the outside couch, take off your shoes, toes touch a little, it’s quite sexy, too hot, you move to the study, to the sofa, knees touch, you’re closer, … Continue reading A sofa, a couch, another couch, a daybed.
This morning I had a dermatologist appointment and after he cut this GIANT hole in my head and told me everything was fine, I dashed into the closest coffee shop. I wasn’t in my normal hood, ONO looked divine from the outside and so, coffee. … Continue reading Oh Yes
I came home recently to find a giant mirror had literally fallen off my wall. I should’ve been shocked and shattered and oh my gosh all this bad luck, not good, but actually, I was delighted. The frame was a huge heavy mosaic given to … Continue reading On being a little impulsive
I just want to tell a story about my son who got lost yesterday while driving a little out of Johannesburg. His phone died and he had no clue where he was but he was helped by guys at the BP Garage, then the Shell … Continue reading A story about my Son, Shell, BP, Caltex and Engen.
This morning I woke early and wrote tons on Aziz and Grace and the bullshit article that BABE published. I wrote about how strongly I felt that while he was a bit of a cunt she was wrong to publicly shame him and yeah the … Continue reading Aziz, Grace and H&M
It’s been seven days and I’ve told you not a thing about my sex life. #haiku