the trendy life.
Last night, we ventured to Camps Bay, the most trendy and posh area of Cape Town, to go to Ignite, a posh and trendy bar for Kristen’s twenty first birthday. We dolled ourselves up in the most trendy outfits possible. I wore a skimpy black dress of course, with heels that make me six feet tall, and hurt my toes. But hey, beauty is pain right?
We took a fabulous mini van with a TV that played hip hop music videos all the way to Camps Bay. We arrived at Ignite, to see many posh people sitting on couches in the corner, with not so great house/techno music, and nobody on the dance floor. It was quite a sad story. I decided to go to the DJ booth, and ask the DJ if he would play some top 40 so I could get my groove on, but he just replied “I am not going to play any hip hop, you can come on Thursday night,” very rudely. Well, maybe he should wake up and realise that nobody is dancing to his music.
So Overall, it is good to say that I ventured out into trendy land, but for now, I think that I am just fine with staying on Long Street where Zula plays Justin Timberlake, and people dance so much at Marvel my feet hurt from people stepping on them, but it doesn’t even matter. The trendy life is not for me.
