Just got my latest roll of film back and decided to put together a mini blog post – April on Film.
April started the way all months should start – with rose picking and scones with my mum-in-law. It’s a simple act of self-love walking through a garden and deciding which rose to pick and prune and take home, a consideration for mother nature and all she has to offer. It’s a truly calming and meditative process which I highly recommend. The Chart Farm in Cape Town is open 7 days a week from 9am and serve delicious cakes and scones for a seriously reasonable price.
I woke up the following weekend craving a warm batch of scones and because I can’t trust myself to not eat a whole batch of freshly baked scones I opted for tea and scones at the Nelly (Mount Nelson). As much as I love the scones at The Chart Farm (best value for money) nothing beats a Nelly scone and it’s undeniably charming tea room interiors.
With the Elgin Cool Festival right on our doorstep we decided to make the most of it and invited our friends away for the weekend. The weekend consisted of long walks, swimming in the lake, apple picking and countless glasses of wine. Elgin is one of my favourite places to unwind and relax and it’s only an hours drive from town. We also feasted at Elgin’s very own smokehouse – The Hickory Shack. Think baked beans and burnt ends, smoked brisket and pork ribs and old school hot chocolate topped with marshmallows. A must if you ever passing through Elgin.
Driving back from Elgin we decided to stop off in Gordons Bay to indulge ourselves further into the life of food. Seriously though, some people eat to live, myself of the other hand lives to eat!
First things first, Bikini Beach Books, my secret little heaven on earth. I’ve been shopping at this book store ever since I can remember. Growing up I spent hours (and I mean hours) scanning the rows of books piled floor to ceiling trying to decide which few would be coming home with me. When I was 17 I stumbled upon an old red vintage looking book in a giant shell that was selling for 50c, I didn’t even bother opening it to find out what it was, I simply wanted the book for it’s ornamental value. A few years later I open the book and see it’s title… Moulin Rouge! So I started reading it and was immediately engrossed, it’s still one of my favourite books to date. A novel based on the life of Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, the most intriguing and peculiar artist, written by Pierre La Mure and published in 1947.
Book hunting was proceeded by fish and chips drenched in vinegar and a long walk on the beach. Bond and I decided to treat ourselves to a soft serve from Uncle Barry’s. Seaside bliss.
My bestie from New York, Jelena, popped over to Cape Town to visit and surprised me with my dream skirt that I’ve been drooling over for the last couple of weeks. Naturally I choose to wear it to Justin’s Bday we celebrated at La Tete, paired with all the classics – stilettos, turtleneck and my Chanel WOC.
My morning drive to gym and back is the most marvellous scenic drive along the coast. Every day I drive past this palm tree and it’s sign pointing to Table Mountain and one morning I decided to take this quirky palm’s portrait. A little snapshot of Cape Town.
I finally had some film developed that I shot awhile back when I was on holiday in Biarritz France. Biarritz was one of those kinds of holidays where I hardly had my phone on me and refused to carry my Canon 5D around, instead I opted for a simple disposable camera. I was way too preoccupied with baguettes and red wine to be chasing that perfect insta moment.
Our week in Biarritz followed pretty much the same daily routine. Wake up around 12pm, (Who was I!? I usually never sleep past 8am) eat a croissant, a pain au chocolat and some baguette, head down to the beach while the boys surfed and us girls caught the last of the summer rays while either gossiping or devouring our summer read, laze around the house or go for a motorbike ride along the rocky coast, head out for dinner, paint the town red and return home around 4am.
We were invited to Biarritz by two of our nearest and dearest friends, Kelly and Sylvain. Their holiday house is something out of a French 70’s seaside digs, surfboards and wetsuits scatter the front yard, there’s a silver airstream trailer our front and a Buda with a wreath of flowers around it’s neck. Enough beds to sleep 10 of us and there’s ALWAYS a baguette somewhere in the house, a fridge full of rosé and litres of Get 27 on the go.
One of the highlights of Biarritz is the food markets, I’ve never before seen quality like that. The freshest of fresh groceries from juicy tomatoes and delectable cuts of chateaubriand to bottles of aged red wine and freshly caught octopus. It’s any foodie’s paradise.
If there’s 3 words I would use to sum up our stay in Biarritz they would have to be:
SURF, FOOD & WINE.
So where exactly is Biarritz? Well it’s “an elegant seaside town on southwestern France’s Basque coast and has been a popular resort since European royalty began visiting in the 1800s. It’s also a major surfing destination, with long sandy beaches and surf schools.”
A popular symbol of Biarritz is the statue of the Virgin Mary on the rocky outcrop of Rocher de la Vierge which you can reach via a footbridge and has sweeping views of the Bay of Biscay.
As far as where to eat my mind draws a complete blank! Pretty much anything and everything is delicious in France and when staying with 10 frenchman you kind of just learn to fall in step and follow the pack because you bound to end up somewhere exceptional down some quite street where someone in your group knows the owner and food is simply ordered in a flurry of words and placed in front of you. Oh you don’t eat liver, oh well, everything’s in French and you only realise afterwards you just ate some but it’s ok because it’s delicious and the wine keeps pouring and the night becomes alive and you end up in some cheesy gay bar singing french karaoke, dancing till you can’t breath anymore and drinking pacharan to the early hours of the morning, you order a cab home or ambitiously attempt the 45min walk home and eventually fall into bed as the sun begins to rise and think to yourself damn, if only life was always this carefree.
Thanks for the sharing your spirit with us Biarritz.
All photos snapped on disposable camera by myself and Justin Polkey
Tomorrow is the 86th Academy Awards and I don’t know about you but I am a huge fan of the Awards. It’s full of glitz, glam and giggles.
Every year I love to place bets by guessing who will be walking away with a little gold man. I have already placed my bets for all 24 awards, from ‘Best Picture’ to ‘Best Original Song’. For those of you who feel the same way about the Oscars as I do I suggest you print this adorable Oscar ballot from Glitter Guide designed by Carrie Waller of Dream Green DIY. Unfortunately this print out only has the six main awards but for a more complete list try Moviefone.
Why not get a bunch of friends together, print out a bunch of ballots and get everyone voting. Add a few bottles of champagne and some bowls of popcorn to the mix and you set for a prefect evening of fun.
Glitter Guide have also posted this amazing idea to ‘yummy-up’ your popcorn. Simply simmer a bit of butter over a low heat with your favorite flavours and then toss to coat popcorn completely. Try rosemary, sea salt + parmesan. Sounds good to me!
P.S I think Gravity may win 7 awards, possibly 8. Crazy! Get betting!