Life on a Polkadot

I don’t like drunk Rebecca

*I wrote this a few months ago and didn’t publish it because of the subject matter but in the spirit of sharing the messiness of life – cheers to the weekend.

“I don’t like drunk Rebecca”

A friend recently said this to me and I blinked furiously as I tried to comprehendo.

Yes. Perhaps I have consumed a little too much alcohol in the past month or 6. Maybe drunk me and sober me have started splitting our stage time 50/50. Maybe I like it that way!

Ah, wine, gin, whisky. My favourite friends. We have a few get togethers in the week and then spend some quality time on a Friday, Saturday and maybe even Sunday (because Sunday Funday wouldn’t be Sunday Funday without a little basting and a match).


When you wake up and smell like you slept in a barrel of gin. Now that’s the sign of the start of the weekend. Sure, the Saturday blues are a bit of a kill joy, but it’s just a temporary state until the sun sets… or the noon day canon goes off… and you can start the process all over again.

An Ode to Alcohol

Cheers to you. At least, that was my thinking until I started to reflect on all the questionable decisions I’ve made while under the influence. I used to think it only affected me and the strangers who crossed my path on those black velvet nights. But my friends have started to tell me otherwise.

I laughed when my psychologist recommended dry July. Even sober me wasn’t sure if I was up for such a lengthy solo act. Alas, it might be time to put a black veil over my beautiful tray of booze. A time out so to speak.

However, if you do see me with a glass in hand, bright eyed and merry… know that my intent was not to harm – you.

3 Ways to Tackle Your Unrealistic New Year’s Goals

2018, January, new me – new you, new everyone. We’ve all resolved to be better versions of ourselves. Maybe you’ve sworn off sugar. Maybe you’ve sworn to be more charitable. Maybe, if you live in Cape Town, you’ve resolved to survive the drought. Whatever it is, you’ve probably resolved to be better. Continue reading “3 Ways to Tackle Your Unrealistic New Year’s Goals”

2017 recap: 4 lessons I didn’t learn from reading the news

It was the year that Jacob Zuma’s presidential term FINALLY came to an end, the global economy grew by about 3% and Bitcoin became more popular than gluten-free bread. On a personal note, 2017 was the year I was shown what it costs to be myself, and the reward too. In the words of Donald Miller:

“It costs personal fear to be authentic, but the reward is integrity. By that I mean a soul fully integrated, no difference between your social act and your actual person. Having integrity is about being the same person on the inside that we are on the outside, and if we don’t have integrity, life becomes exhausting.”

Continue reading “2017 recap: 4 lessons I didn’t learn from reading the news”

If Romance Is Like Alcohol, Then I’m An Alcoholic

I read Mark Manson’s article ‘Romance is like alcohol’ today and.. *rolls up sleeves”… are you ready?

So I’m just going to say it straight, I’m a romantic. I love romance. It’s completely intoxicating… so much so that I’ll take a bath in it and drown myself. It’s been three years since single Rebecca has been let loose on the streets and I seem to have a lot more game than I used to, but none of the smarts.  Continue reading “If Romance Is Like Alcohol, Then I’m An Alcoholic”

I’ll tell you a secret

My holiday is coming to an end and I’ve been ruminating on the social media detox I did a few months back and why I didn’t land up publishing all of the notes I wrote a long the way. I guess some of the journals were too personal to publish.

But while we’re on the subject of what might be too personal to publish, I’ll tell you a secret… Continue reading “I’ll tell you a secret”

Why I turned off my ‘Last Seen’ on Whatsapp

A few months ago, I turned off my last seen and the blue ticks on Whatsapp. I had noticed that a few of my contacts had done it, and after a bit of investigation and contemplation decided to do the same. Continue reading “Why I turned off my ‘Last Seen’ on Whatsapp”

Bad, mad love

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Love. It is a profound, powerful element of life and sought after as much as it is expressed. It is also oftentimes mistaken for infatuation, or what I like to term: bad, mad love.

“How awful it would be if I had all these rambunctious feelings for someone, then have to fake acting cool. That’s so ‘The Rules.’ I’d rather express how I feel than get the guy. I’ve done animations, portraits, photographed events, created luxury photo books: all successful ways to maintain my independence. Something about creating an original work of art frightens the pants on a guy!” Continue reading “Bad, mad love”

Don’t be afraid, life is long

I’m realising more and more that I’m still figuring out who I am, what I like and where I’m headed. The uncertainty is frightening and I’m unsure of so many things.

It’s becoming increasingly important for me to know what I want and to choose the direction of my life rather than aimlessly floating around. I think I’m attracted to people who are passionate. They have a ‘thing’- be it bartending, or photojournalism or online education. I want a ‘thing’ that I can call my own. Continue reading “Don’t be afraid, life is long”

Day 10: Hot date

*I recently completed a 30 day social media detox and this was one of the posts I wrote a long the way.

It was a beautiful Autumn day and a potential suitor asked to meet me for after work drinks, after which…

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