It's ridiculous to me that on a weekend it could be bitey enuf for me to wear a poloneck and a few days later, it's 30+ degrees outside. Now it's raining (blessing!) and cold but I know the heat is out there. Lurking and licking its lips. I kind of hate winter now -- it was appealing when I believed I could get rich and spend my perpetually wintry life being luxurious and doing luxury bitch things but I'm not sure about this warm thing either, hey.
Why I mostly hate Uber and the (very easy) hack a driver taught me
I don't have a car. Not only that, but I also don't drive. These two things can be very disadvantageous when you are looking for work (as I learned from my 15 months of unemployment between 2014 and 2015) or you are a person trying to have a life filled with moments of going places. The Johannesburg geography and our poor public transport systems mean that night life can be hella exclusive.
I walk past a lot of "ngoja" shops on my way to my taxi each morning. Most of the times, unless I'm very preoccupied /overtly anxious, I think about how easy it is to dress like yourself, "be stylish" and dress like a thot when you're thin. Sometimes I tweet my feelings on the matter. My envy feelings have been on a lot of items, but none like the slip dress.