LeCrush 076: Mr Brice Reignier
aka. a fine and talented artist
I dont know why its taken me so long to get to you. I met you at Night of 1000 Drawings in 2009, drawing alongside the likes of that other guy (i thought your drawings were WAY cooler, just by the way) and then proceeded to dig a little, find out where you live, what dogs you walk in the dog park, how awesome your lego collection is, and and how even more awesome your comic collection is. Unfortunately, your liking of the greener herbal parks keeps you locked up at home, and I don’t get to accidentally bump into you in our little coffee shop in Harfield Village any more. Come and play with me in a field…I’ll bring some greener grassier parks.
Just incase you people thought I wasn’t giving attention to one of the lesser known talents out there, here is proof:
Le Crush #75: Mr Justin Davenport
aka the youngen Holiday Murray boy
Making this decision was as hard as D.Mule vs D.Cooltrain … Ellis or Justin? Ellis or Justin? ELLIS OR JUSTIN?????? FUCK!. fuck. Together you’re too pretty. That hard choice between the take-me-to-bed-eyes-beardy-manly-look or the thank-god-you’re-not-my-younger-brother-chiseled-cheekbone-look. Double-post reserved for The Apter Brothers. Gotta choose one. Fuck. Justin baby … you’re it. Ellis baby, maybe one time sometime. We’ll see.
Now, Justin … it’s easy enough to accidentally bump into you at/on bicycles gigs markets fields launches streets blah blah so I’ll refrain from mentioning all the detailed places we’ll inevitably share an eyecandy stare. Instead, through this post (whose aim is, undoubtedly, to worship the sweet air your delightful nostrils breathe out) I declare a challenge to Mr Luca Vincenzo. Luca baby, you know this Justin boy a little better than I (in fact it was you, dear child, who made the introduction, to which I am eternally grateful). In appreciation and as per your request, I will reveal myself to you at some point with a “who’s yo momma” in passing in return for:
- a romantic weekend away for myself and your dear friend Justin
- cederberg, west coast, east coast or extended winelands will do
- the Maldives is a close second
- fine champagne, twice a day (balls to sparkling wine)
- dinners must at some point include caviar / oysters / lobster / pesto and tapenade on bruschetta, at least one fat steak, and at least one spaghetti meatballs (for desired Lady & the Tramp effect)
- private Burt Bacharach performance
- transportation by hot air balloon
- an encounter with a whale shark
- absolute secrecy and privacy – paparazzi will be shot
- you organise and pay for everything
Everyone wins.
(Thanks Adriaan again for some of the pretty piekchures to play with)
LeCrush #74 : Mr. Andrew Kai
All the pretty girls in Cape Town, all the pretty girls in Portobello Road, all the pretty girlsin Sri Lanka, and all the pretty girls in the whole Southeast Asia wait with baited breath for Andrew Kai to smile at them. The extent of your free love-sharing switches my jealous button to fullspeed…why can the world have you and not I (we/they/him/she)? Seriously Andrew…what’s a Cold Turkey Sunday without accidentally bumping asscheeks on the pebbles? What’s an exhibition opening in corners of biscuit mills without faking conversation as a guise to straying eyes as they decipher faraway Test Kitchen chef faces? What’s a Museum Gallery opening without ascending that staircase hoping it’s your eyes straying up my skirt? With both you and DC away….ag DC Schmeecee. You, Mr Kai, will produce prettier babes with me than he. That lil smile o yours does terrible things to my insides *shudders. COME FRIGGIN HOME
LeCrush 073: Mr. Daniel Holland
The pure epitome of what it means to live The Lifestyle in Cape Town, you Sir…are a friggin legend. I see you EVERYwhere, as I’m sure everyone else does…skating around, looking a soup of freely suave happiness. You must be the only guy who can make skating look so damn elegant, and that board’s nothing on your new couch-ride. From nightmarkets to regular nightspots, the cream on my pie is I can now mosey on down to Yourstruly Deli and pretend to be a loyal regular at any time of the day. Holding exhibitions there is a goodie – I get to perve on your tall manliness over a free glassie – bonus. Thanks for moving away from what everyone else in CT does and doing your own thang – it’s a sure sign of someone who’d make a great husband. I might have played this video about 40 times since last week. Ladies, nom nom nom.
Thank you I Love Coffee and BAD Pictures for the beautiful pics of Daniel.
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