Some sad news on Sunday, September 18 led me to my happy place. Weird right. As in how can the sad face, bring on the happy face? Answer: a big hit of nostalgia.
South African Kwaito star Mandoza died last night and after shedding a couple of tears I wound my way down the a slightly dusty, not-very-well-maintained path of musical memories. I clicked through a half dozen of Mandoza’s biggest hits of the early 2000s on Youtube, feeling the need to dance and laugh and cry as I remembered one of my happy places. Where is your happy place? I have many, one of them is central Johannesburg, speakers blasting Mandoza surrounded by people laughing and moving.
This week marks a couple of fun times for Anchors + Proteas. We celebrated the blog’s first birthday this week by making a giant chocolate cake that lasted all week long. As the weather starts warming up, my mind turns to summer trip planning. Enter: my adult fixation with Airstream trailers. For some reason Airstreams remind me of my youth and camping with my grandparents. Though they didn’t own an Airstream (they owned a Citation 5th Wheel) they were always in the campgrounds we visited.
To mark Anchors + Proteas first 366 days of publishing, I thought I’d walk you through some of my fantasy RV resorts, where the style is abundant and the actual parking of your accommodation a non-issue.
I grew up exploring British Columbia in RVs with my mom and grandparents during the summer. We would inevitably pull up to a clear, cool lake or river, set up camp and dive into a weekend of hot dogs, wrinkly toes from too much lake time and close quartered board games. In my teens, my RVing experience upgraded when my grandparents bought a fairly deluxe 5th wheel trailer which they treated like their fourth child: each winter they would tuck it gingerly in bed and each spring, just as carefully, wake the Citation up for numerous baths, meals and many-wheeled trips around southern B.C.
The RV adventures I swoon over these days are more sedentary in nature, the types of journeys that require beginner-level backing up skills and a fraction of the gas price. The kind of Airstream, Boler or converted bus experience I’m fantasizing about focuses on ease, location and style. In other words: we arrive, unpack our groceries, throw on our flip flops and R-E-L-A-X. Herewith, my fantasy Airstream-esque trips from around the globe. Read more
Finding a good designer is like finding a favourite brand of jeans – you like how they make you feel, the way you (or your home) look and you realize you’ll go to great lengths to continue following their evolution as an artist. This is how I feel like South African designer Skinny laMinx, whose real name is Heather Moore.
Ever since I spent an afternoon in Stellenbosch in 2008 and bought a few of her pieces at a stylish boutique (the name escapes me: because, wine touring). Since then, I sometimes find Skinny laMinx stationary in places like Chapters or purchase some of her textiles online. Her designs are often simple and bright lighting up any room they inhabit. My favourite Skinny laMinx design of all time are her pin cushion protea fabric.
When I started following Moore on Instagram and heard about the classes she runs in India teaching people about textile printing and patterns, I added the trip to my bucket list. A hang out in India learning about design with like minded folks and a super inspiring artist, no problem. This past month, I finally mustered up the moxy to ask her for an interview, she obliged, therefore confirming yet another aspect of Heather Moore/Skinny laMinx that I adore: she’s a nice person, who also has a potty mouth.
Here’s an interview with Cape Town-based, Heather Moore of Skinny laMinx about what makes her job as an illustrator and textile artist so f*#king awesome.
Warning: Imma going all big-sister, preachy on you. So if you’re not in the mood for some un-solicited advice, move on.
You’ve probably read one of those posts – you know the viral ones with the gorgeous photos and trust-fund whiff of bottomless funds: the travel bucket list. As in ‘10 Bucket List destinations in Europe/Africa/Asia/Etc You MUST visit‘ style posts. This topic is so so subjective.
This bucket list post is a little different, because I’m not going to share my list with your per se, because it’s still evolving. My travel bucket list is changing as I get older and take on more adulting, more driving, less flying, less palm trees, more local campgrounds. You get the picture. My travel maps are a little more local these days. And that’s okay.