Last Thursday was an evening of birthdays and birthday boys.
Birthday boy # 1 was the hottie on my arm Bjorn Steinbach:
The first was the glam-fabulous-party-extravaganza of SA celebrity blogger & Expresso TV reporter, Clayton Morar. I’ve met Clayton a couple of times before at various social events and can confirm that he is an absolute sweetheart! But OK OK, so this wasn’t technically Clayton’s birthday party, but it was the 1 year birthday celebration of his very popular website. So for that, I’m counting him as birthday boy # 2.
He pulled out all the stops for this party. A red carpet to welcome guests, camera crews, professional photographers, goodie bags, the works!
The event took place at The Reserve in St Georges Mall in Cape Town’s city center. I had not had the opportunity to check out this venue before, so was really excited to finally see the inside. It really does have some impressive features:
Then this is the first bar you see when you enter the club:
Have to show you guys some more venue shots because this place is just so damn cool. Below, on the left, is the 2nd bar – which is situated right at the back of the venue. Loved it’s opulent feel and over the top gold trimmings. Then on the right below is the view of the main dance floor from that bar. The big bird cage thing is actually the DJ box:
The guest list to this little shindig included SA celebs like: TV presenter – Liezel van der Westhuizen; mean Idols judge – Randall Abrahams; soccer hottie – Ryan Botha, contraversial cricketer – Herschelle Gibbs and Sonia and Matthew Booth – our very own soccer power couple. Move over Posh & Becks…
Then the Swing Tings were there to entertain the crowd. They seem to be the new “in” act of the moment. I did some Googling and found out that they actually only launched their band in August of this year. Basically they call themselves a “live electro swing act” and they consist of SAMA nominee Lu Chase and French Producer / DJ, Infrared. I saw them perform for the first time at the CK Shock perfume launch back in September. I didn’t even realise at that point that they were still such a new act, because they area really really polished. Nice one guys.
Anyhoo, the evening evolved and we got to mingle with some interesting folks, but unfortunately we couldn’t stay too late as there was still one more party to get to…
Birthday boy # 3 was comedian Siv Ngesi and he was having his party at the Fez. How do I always end up at that venue!?! Luckily, because the crowd pretty much consisted only of Siv’s friends, we had quite a jol. Sjoe.
The music was great for a change, which meant we could bust out some seriously cheesy moves and dance the night away… Well, that was until I couldn’t walk anymore. You see, I had made a poor choice in shoe for the evening. Sure, the shoes were seriously hot and I got lots of compliments. But the general rule with shoes are: The better they look, the more they bloody hurt! No pain, no gain I guess… But I started off the evening gliding across the floor in total elegance… and ended off by moving like someone needing a Zimmer frame. hehe. Final score for the evening: Shoes 1 – Me 0.
That actually got me thinking. There should be a service where hunky guys carry girls to their cars or taxis – letting you take your shoes off and give your feet a rest. It’s plain genius I tell you!!!
Thanks to all 3 boys for letting me share their special night with them. Had a blast. And have almost got the feeling back in my feet…. almost…