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I did an interview with @rooirose talking a bit about the blog and more. Check it out: link in bio. (at Johannesburg, Gauteng)
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Saying bye to Winter Wear! Check out last week's blog post about thrifty and new jackets. Happy Springday! (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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Full outfit deets on the blog. 📷 @milaguy (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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Up and down, inbetween, you know what I mean. 📷 @milaguy Link in bio. (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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The new post is on the blog. All about new and "old". 📷 @milaguy (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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OLD VS NEW
I got a problem. 
I'm a big fan of navy blue. And that sentence makes the reality sound sweet, and oh so normal, but when you sometimes have to force yourself to buy anything other than navy blue and end up buying black 'cause in some lighting it still looks navy- you might have to reconsider the innocence of that sentence. 
In my frist year (2011) I bought my first winter jacket: it was navy and it was cheap. This year, in a matter of a day (no jokes, even less than a day) in a matter of two hours, I had three navy blue winter jackets hanging in my closet. 
One being the 2011-buy, the other being an impulse buy with the reasoning you never have enough winter jackets: Zara jacket, and the third being the surprise thrift jacket. 
The story of the Zara jacket:
I walked into Cresta knowing I had to find a dress for an award ceremony, and I only had an hour because I had to be at work by 12. My first stop was Zara. I can't say that I had a reason to waste my time browsing in Zara, because I knew I wasn't going to find the dress there, but- call it what you want- I was pulled into the shop, unwillingly, by something very supernatural, and the next thing I knew I was sending photos of me wearing this jacket to a faithful-friend "asking" if I should buy it. Knowing that it really doesn't matter what he says, it's basically mine already. 
To prove that there was some supernaturalness and meant-to-be involved, this jacket, in my size (there were two) was the only one with a completely different price. 
Immediately the sparks flew evenmore, and I knew it was mine to buy. It was like that moment when you know you're going to risk it but that everything would be fine in the end. 
Needless to say, I didn't buy a dress for the award ceremony that day. I had to go celebrate with the faithful friend and cake. 
The story of the Thrift Jacket:
It happened on that same fateful day I met the Zara Jacket. 
I had cake with the faithful friend, and then I went to work. He, however, went on a shopping trip to what sounds like the utopia of thrift stores in Alberton. 
The location is so secretive that I told the faithful friend he needs to take mental notes of where this shop is, because the friend he went with does not want to disclose the location of this treasure chest to me, or Mila, ever. (this reminds me, I need to get those mental notes- I still don't know where this shop is- whoops. bad Ansu).
I just hinted at the faithful friend to see if he could get a jacket, or if he sees something cool to be cool and buy it. Apparently, this place is so cheap, you don't feel like you owe someone the amount afterwards- it's an unspoken rule that it becomes a gift.
In conclusion, thanks for the gift faithful friend. 
So now I am truly spoiled and beyond "in-need" of a navy blue jacket. Although they don't vary in colour, they vary in style and vibe which means they both will be worn. 
OUTFIT DEETS:
Jackets: Zara & The secret place I still need to find // Dress & Shades: Cotton On //
Sneakers: Superga // Handbag: Edgars
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New blogpost later today. It's about a problem I have. Check it. 📷 @milaguy (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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Thanks Pinterest for small reminders.
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D E E T S. Link in bio 👆 (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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Mila Guy shared her advice for her daughter on the blog. Be sure to check it out. Thank you @milaguy #warraguy (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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Mila Guy's advice for her daughter
I'm pulling this Womensday theme through this month on the blog. 
Last week I wrote a letter for my daughter where I gave her some advice. Advice, I would want to listen to and, hopefully, other ladies as well. I decided since we are eager to listen to other people's advice and since your pond of good-life-tips can never be too big, I asked some pretty spectacular women in my life to do the same. 
I am such a fan of Mila Guy that I think, if I would ever come out and say I've got a liking for the ladies and that Mila Guy is the girl for me, no one would be shocked. As I have publicly announced my love and admiration for this lady, more than what seems appropriate. 
We are so focussed on our own ideas, hopes and dreams. More driven to get to our own destination that we often forget that we have neighbours who are either right beside us, walking towards their own dotted spot on the life-achievement map. Or we have friends who have already been where we are heading to that we don't realize the impact they could have on us, or even what we could do for them. 
We all look to Google, read the Joyce Meyer books on being better and then Youtube for more inspirational, preach content to help you with the situation you currently find yourself in, rather than just: phone a friend. 
A lot of people's advice about changing the world is to start at home. I want to apply this to seeking advice on the how-to's of life as well. 
My Dr Phil is right next to me, fighting the same battle I've had, but in a different way. 
We all want to be successful and happy. Don't lie, I know you do. Your success and happiness might just look different than mine. 
We often say: "Just keep to your own lane", "Don't worry about what others do or feel", and I completely agree but asking Mila for her advice for her daughter, gave me advice and even gave me a few ah-ha moments. 
My dreams are still my own. I haven't turned into Mila Guy, and I know our roads differ but I am acknowledging her presence and her walk of life. She has value to add to mine. 
We should focus on ourselves- yep- but not so that we loose the essence of community and how much cooler a cheerleading squad is that ends in an epic pyramid pose, than just one single person waving their lil' pom-pom.
Whooo-boooo :(.
So with AAALLLLL of that being said: here is another person's list of advice she would like to teach her daughter, that taught me a thing or ten. 
I particularly liked nr 10.
Love yourself.
Do unto others what you would want them to do to you. 
Have fun. And just be happy. (It's quite a simple sentence, but I kind of like these simple things that seem so easy, butt hat we compliace. If you read that sentence, and your heart sorta gave a little thump, softened and dropped a little bit you understand the simple, easy, goodness of that).
Don't let what other people want, expect or think of you affect what you want to do. What makes you happy is your business.
Ask yourself the question: If I had to die right here and in this moment will I be happy? If the answer is NO, do something about it. You have that much power.
ALWAYS BE HONEST. 
Trust and love others, no matter what, until they prove you wrong.
Find each moment and learn from others.
Love yourself- if you want to wear a lot of make up, because it makes you feel pretty, do it. If you only want to wear sweats, do it. Get to know yourself, what you like and what you don't. And DO that.
Be prepared to change because that is how you grow. 
Mila Guy needs to be witnessed. 
If you have some advice of your own- like I said: the pool of advice for life can never be too big- drop it in the comments below. 
HI-5!
OUTFIT DEETS:
Top: H&M // Denim Skirt: Zara // Bag: Poetry // Socks: Wanderlust Leather// Shoes: Classic Tumble Old Skool Vans //
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I asked a special someone about what their advice would be for their daughter. On the blog a bit later today. (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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These beauties will be on the blog later this week // want them? @vans @vans_za @vansgirls (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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WEEEEEEKKKKKEEEEEENNNNDDDDDD!!!!!!! (In a very manly war-cry voice). Check out the blog for advice, some self-love, style inspo, and then how me and @milaguy feels very badass in this denim jacket. 📷 @milaguy (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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THURSDAY THREAD
The love for denim jackets between me and Mila Guy, is a bit too real. But its ability to make you feel super bad-ass sorta explains a lot of this. 
I've mentioned this probably more than I should've on this blog- but if you've been following my blog and read more than the latest post you will say this next sentence in the way you would answer your mother with "yes mother" after she has repeatedly told you something you already know. I warned you- I describe people and their vibe in the way they dress. (If you said it in the way I told you, just drop me a comment below- just for the fun of it).
If you would've asked me what type of person Mila Guy is, I would've described her vibe by describing this outfit. 
Cute, fun, gentle and then enough bad assness that goes with wearing this denim jacket, any denim jacket or just being Mila Guy. 
Check out her Instagram feed for more Thursday Threads. 
How would you describe yourself by describing an outfit? Let me know below.
HI-5!
OUTFIT DEETS:
Denim Jacket: Secondhand // Top: Woolworths // Skirt: Secondhand // Shoes: Classic Tumble Old Skool Vans // Socks: Wanderlust Leather // 
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Thursday Thread is hitting the blog a bit later. @milaguy has a good one today. (at Linden, Gauteng, South Africa)
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Be cool and bad ass. 📷 @milaguy (at Rosebank, Gauteng)
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