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If I was tall, skinny and had blonde hair, Kate Lanphear (style director for Elle US) is who I'd want to be.

Isn't she fabulous?





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*All images via The Sartorialist

Great New Fashion Blog

I have just discovered Miss Molly Fashions and I absolutely love it.

It's a local fashion blog with amazing dresses and even nicer prizes.

I would totally wear all of the stuff on the blog.

As soon as payday comes around I'll be buying these:





Go check it out!

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Things That I ♥

Good Times

Last week our office went out for a team-building event at LaserQuest. It was totally awesome to spend some fun time with the coworkers I like and I got to wear my jumpsuit and legwarmers which is always a good thing. I tried to use the name “Skinny Bitch” but it was just too long so instead I used Princess. Princess ended up coming fourth which I was really happy about it. Also the game was much more strenuous than I remember from my childhood days so I think I also lost a bit of weight. It would have been a plus if not for the pizzas and drinks we had after the game. The best part was hanging around in the bar afterwards and using the jukebox. Not sure what the allure of them are but I spent way too much money playing 80s songs and dancing by myself. Everyone else was playing pool but I’m crap at it. So I danced to Just Can’t Get Enough and You Shook Me All Night Long. Good times.

Bite-size treats

Chocolate covered romany creams. Romany creams are a chocolate biscuit with a chocolate bit in the middle. Now imagine them bite-size and covered in chocolate. I don’t think I need to go on.

Movies like Pretty Woman

Skinny Bitches watched this last night and realized apart from the whore part, we are so like the Julia Roberts character. We’re the type of girl who has random facts about body parts and the kind who sings Prince off-key in the bath and we’re totally the girl who says “Oh honey I got a runner in my pantyhose. I’m not wearing any pantyhose.”

Burberry Prorsum Autumn Show

The coats. The body con dresses. The thigh-high boots. The military theme. It’s tres love in the dark after lights out.

I Want! I Want! I Want!

Check out these fabulous sunnies from Alexander Wang via Net-A-Porter.

They're selling for £200. Anyone want to lend me some money? I'll pay you back in cuddles.

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Monday's Mantra

This week it's back to gym.
I believe strawberry trifle is evidence that angels exist.
I'm addicted to Dallas Divas & Daughters. Trashy TV at its best.
I wish the wind would stop. My hair looks terrible.
I'm jealous of no one this week, it's time for a positive attitude.
Soundtrack/Mantra for the week Nothing left for me to do but dance.

Thursday Night Tales

As much as us Skinny Bitches loves our fab living pad, there is but one downfall and it mysteriously has something to do with Thursday nights. For the last 4-5 weeks every Thursday night something weird has happened. Im not talking ghosts or finding hidden cash, Im talking people out on the street kind of weird.

Firstly, we experienced rather rude neighbours fighting with drivers as to who's fault it was to a blocked one way street. Our neighbours seem to think that highly abusive language and shouting will solve the problem, that and their 'relationship' with the local police. Did I mention that they think the yellow line outside their house is 'their' yellow line. And when I say abusive language I mean every single fowl mouthed word in and out of the english dictionary and in front of their young children...isn't that just plain common - please go back to where you came from. They also seem to think that the culprit (person blocking the street as if its not them) lives in our building of 8 flats, and so they will proceed to constantly ring our buzzer to see if it is us, regardless of the time of day/morning.

On another occasion we had two sets of gay couples figthing in the street because one of their cars had hit the other. Again with the abusive verbal onslaught at 2 or 3 am in morning...fighting over who was at fault, apparently the one couple where from the Eastern Cape, thus meaning it was all their fault. Drunk gays at 3 am in the morning are meanies.

The week before last I had, what I think was some sort of criminal, run past my window banging gates and bins. Freaking me out copletely, having both Green Eyes and myself in our lounge watching the cops and ADT drive by looking for the culprit.

And last Thursday or was it Friday I swear I heard gun shots or a car back-firing 6 times.

It's time like these when Im the most tired and all I ask for is sleep. If you're gona park illegally, hit someone's car, be a criminal on the run or shooting randomly, please do it quietly. My job does not entail me falling asleep during client meetings.

I will write again if anything happens this Thursday....

Friday Fun

Those who read the blog constantly know I have a huge girl crush on Robyn Cooke.

Those of you will also know it was my dream to be shot and put onto her blog Style Guide Cape Town. A couple of months ago I even made it on there (you can see the pic here but no judgements, my hair looks terrible).

Ever since then my next aim is to be shot by The Sartorialist. Something that will take a lot longer to happen. But I'm still holding fingers. If you like me have these stylish dreams then look below for the how-to guide from Refinery 29. *Click on the pic to enlarge it

It's an oldie but a goodie.

Have a great weekend bitches.

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That's What She Said...

If you're familiar with The Office or any boy for that matter, you'll have heard the phrase That's What She Said. It is best utilised after someone has said a seemingly innocent comment which can be misconstrued to be sexual. Yes, it's juvenile but it's also versatile and tres funny!

Unfortunately it can also get you into trouble, like the person below who got detention. Still funny though.




Via The Huffington Post.


Happy Thursday!

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Faboosh!

How fabulous is this dress from the new Marc Jacobs collections.



I want! I want! I want!

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*Image via i heart your outfit.

Friday Fun

So this weekend is Valentine's Day. As Bradley Cooper has not come to his senses and come and found me yet, I will be spending the evening with some of my other single girls at dinner.

Just a heads up, this dinner is not a love sucks pity party but more let's get dressed up and show those boys what they're missing.

No matter what you're doing hope you have a fab weekend.

Here's a skinny bitch valentine for all of you.

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I'm One of the Others

If you managed to understand that title, you're probably a Lost geek like myself.

To me, this show is the shizz. It was way more addictive than Prison Break and even more intriguing than CSI. No matter the convoluted plot twists or the week wait till the next episode, I was always tuning in.

The new and final season started last week in the US. Obviously it's still awhile till it hits SA and I am going crazy. I need to know what happens but don't wanna read the spoilers and ruin it.

I wish I had unlimited internet cos then it'll me, a laptop and a night spent on tvshack.com.

Until then I am totally open to friends of friends who have illegal copies. I need my fix!

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UPDATE: The gays managed to find Lost. (Haha how funny does that sound!) You guys are awesome. Cannot wait for tomorrow night!

Things That Make Me Smile

I had such a crappy day yesterday and then to top it off, my car broke down.

I don't really wanna talk about it all but still felt the need to blog. So instead of words, here are some pictures from We Heart It that make me smile.

Enjoy!

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Monday's Mantra

This week I need to go the gym five times.
I believe that money should grow on trees.
I'm addicted to Woolies white peach yoghurt. Bonus, it's fat free!
I wish I could speak a foreign language.
I'm jealous of Pam from The Office. Jim has to be the best husband ever.
Soundtrack/Mantra for the week Since you've been gone...

Things That I ♥

Buying New Products

I went to the shops the other day to get my basic toiletries. I came back with a whole lot more. I love buying and opening new products. The pretty packaging, the new smells, it's all so fabulous. And they just make you feel like a goddess afterwards. I even went a little crazy and bought some paraffin wax for a home pedicure. If you've ever had a pedi with paraffin wax, you'll understand why. The Social Butterfly forsees a huge mess in the future and on my carpet but I plan to prove him wrong and make my jealous with my home job.

Full Fat Coke

I have tried in vain to switch to Coke Light but it's just not working for me. Considering I always have sweetner instead of sugar and drink sugar-free juice, I'm going to let this one go. Obviously I'm not going to go over abroad and undo all the dieting I've done. But every now and again I'm totally going to have a regular coke. The small can of course.

Bad Romance

There is no way I am getting over this song. And I've played it a gazillion times. That normally does the trick for me. This time, I hear the song and all of a sudden I'm performing the choreography from the music video and doing the "Rah-Rah..." part. Major snaps for Gaga!

Feel-Good Post Secret's Like This:


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Tuesday's Er, Mantra

So yesterday was a write-off when it came to blogging but we're making up for it today.

Here's the Mantra:

This week I'll decrease working overtime.
I believe in ghosts after watching Paranormal Activity.
I'm addicted to The Tudors.
I'm jealous of Green Eyes and her willpower. I ate a whole bag of jelly beans yesterday!
Soundtrack/Mantra for the Week Mean People are Mean!

Yeah It's Tuesday

Normally Tuesday doesn’t illicit such a happy response from me but any day after the Monday I had I’m really glad it’s a new day. It was so bad I couldn’t even conjure up the energy to blog. So we’ll be doing the Mantra a bit later today.

The day started off as crappy as any other Monday, got up way too early, made my way to gym. At gym, worked out a bit, watched some E! and then tried to think of ways of avoid work.

Work is a whole other story but basically the fact that I didn’t murder any of my coworkers is a miracle. When I finally managed to leave, all I wanted to do was change into my comfy clothes, watch trashy TV and eat bad food. As I’m still on my last day of detoxing I didn’t have the bad food. Or in fact do any of the other stuff. I got a call from Dexter who’s in town for work and instead got all dolled up and met him at his hotel for a drink.

Spending a couple of hours with a bestie who shares your weird sense of humour is enough to make any Monday fabulous. Major snaps for Dexter.

Just like that my week has turned around. And it’s going to get even better. It’s almost lunchtime and have a great meal prepared. Also we’re having massages at work and I’m in the next spot.

Hope you’re in a happy place.

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