I’ve always been an average photographer. I took okay photos, had a decent enough camera and knew a bit about composition and exposure.
Sometime I believe my heart was actually born in Cape Town and then inserted into my Jozi-loving body. Why? Well mostly because I love wine so much.
Despite the fact that currently my pants are a little tight and I’m trying to sort that out ahead of a trip to Kenya (because I literally have no pants to wear at this point)
Not many people know this about me, but I have a bit of a thing for antique serving implements. Bizarre, I know.
When I first quit my job just less than two years ago and opted on hiring myself, I fooled my parents and more importantly myself, into believing I had a plan.
Of all the things I love about the change of seasons, the flowers of spring are likely my favourite.
I adore eating. It probably explains my curvy hips, but that’s okay.
I recently spent 72 hours in Soweto, something I’ve never done before.