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Dodgy DVD VII, Obsessed

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Been a while since I´ve done a dodgy DVD post, but to my delight my housemate came home today with a choice selection of them (dodgy DVDS, that is, not blog posts).  This one seems quite a tangle to decode. I get the gist, but the finer details of the plot escape me: is all the action really occuring only in the viewer´s mind? I invite my readers* to offer their interpretation of what the blurb (if you can call it a blurb if it´s not on the back of a book), is actually trying to impart. The comment box awaits.

AS A CAUSE OF THE MEN HAD BEEN, GERMANY CUTTINGS RICK CHARLES (IDRIS ELBA
DECORATION) IS THE OFFICE THE ENVY OF MEN AND WOMEN. IN AFTER THE SUCCESS-
FUL COMPLETION OF A CASE, CHARLES IS ALSO ABLE TO BE THE OWNER OF THE GIFT
PROMOTIONS AND PAY RISES. VIRTUOUS WIFE AND TENDER CHARLES SHARON
(BEYONCE DECORATED IN SILK) AS WELL AS HER HUSBAND IN THEIR CAREERS TO
CREATE A BOLD A VERY WARM AND HAPPY FAMILY.
WHILE RICK CHARLES DE CRUMBS IN THE BOSS AND HIS WIFE OF CARRYING THE
SUPPORT OF A BIG TIME, THE OFFICE OF A BLOND BEAUTY OF THE SUDDEN APPEAR-
ANCE OF A SUDDEN, TEMPORARY CHANGE IN THE WORK OF CHARLES AND LIVES. THE
SHERIDAN (PLAYED) EMPLOYEES OF THE BEAUTY, AND THE NEW BOSS OF THE INITIAL
CONTACT WITH CHARLES ON THE BIG REVEAL AMBIGUOUS FEELINGS, EVEN IN THE
SERIES OF EXCHANGES BETWEEN THE WORK OF A FEW DAYS, THE BLONDE LISA IS
THE EXHAUSTION OF ALL MEANS OR EVEN THEIR OWN BODIES ON THE IMPLEMENTA-
TATION OF CHARLES THOROUGHLY SEDUCED, SEXY WOMAN IN THE CONTINUING OFFEN-
SIVE, THE MARRIED MAN DEREK CHARLES FINALLY THE COLLAPSE OF THE LINE, AND
THE BEAUTIFUL FIGURE OF HIS WIFE ALSO DISAPPEARED THE MOMENT IN MY MIND …

* Carla, that means you, although I will also welcome other comments!

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September 9, 2009 at 23.01

Friendly conversation XL

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KE: Did you know you get houses made of hemp?
T: Hahaha.
KE: Huh?
T: Oh, I thought you said: “Did you know my housemate was a pimp?”
KE: That was in my other life.

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July 7, 2009 at 18.23

Dodgy DVD III, Juno

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My favourite example of the genre so far. And I didn´t even have to buy a copy myself, as belongs to an
ex-housemate. Can anyone tell me what a “be pregnant October” type is? I mean, I´m Libran, but I wouldn´t say I fall into this category!

An eye see Yhu Nuo4 . wheat Gao Fu, you will be spe-
cially adjusted attraction by her body, she is 1 exces-
sively self-confidence and keep a rate of girl, always
hang on the face careless of apathy facial expression
with nowise hard to tackle of one parties easy, term who
didn´t also way imagination get, so a girl unexpectedly
and just experience follow of”be pregnant October” type
become adult of emotion of trip.Our Yhu Nuo4 is a
lovely ghost spirit, the peacetime like to play smart in
small way and use a kind of different, the one and only
of the way is in her place of dance the school enjoy in-
vincible of youth.Although she will give you a kind of 
the mature feeling that can never make a mistake, can
know, under its strong outward appearance, Zhu Nuo4
also just an experience puberty of little girl just, with
other together age the person be similar and diligently
appeciate with orientation whole of everything and vari-
ety.

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April 5, 2009 at 18.32

Three things I didn´t expect in Dubai

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1. The weather. The winter hardly compares to Liechtenstein, but it did snow the other day. Granted, not in Dubai itself, but Ras Al Khaimah, another one of the emirates. I could certainly have done with squeezing my midseasonal coat into my suitcase!

2. A racist doorman. When I had peeps over for lunch on Saturday all my caucasian friends simply waltzed upstairs, but Shennie Pie was obstructed by the security guy. Sad, but true.

3. To sit in the lounge with my housemate playing scrabble – on line. We decided it´s not geeky, as long as we don´t descend to Interweb chatting 😉

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January 28, 2009 at 21.03

Meeting Mr Generation X

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As we were all milling around in the foyer of the Bloomsbury Theatre, I spotted someone I knew – not a common phenomenon for me in London. By “knew”, I mean I thought this person might be the brother of an ex-housemate. I´d only met him once before, years ago – the brother, not the ex-housemate – but like, we are “friends” too, on the interweb. And the person across the room from me, did bear a striking resemblance to the profile pic of my “friend”, TX.

I was at a book reading by Douglas Coupland. Would TX go to a Douglas Coupland reading, I wondered idly? Based upon my limited knowledge of his personality, I reflected that he very well might. Would a Douglas Coupland reading be the kind of gathering where it was likely I would bump into someone I only knew vaguely through the interweb? For sure!

I ended up sitting a row in front of the person whom may or may not have been TX, and finally said hello and inquired as to his identity. It was indeed TX, and there was just enough time to check out some pictures of his cutie-pie progeny before Coupland took the stage.

He was reading from his latest novel, The Gum Thief. At first, I was disappointed. I mean, this guy looked older than my parents (for the record, he isn´t). And he read in a soothing monotone, with the emphasis on “monotone” rather than “soothing”. But gradually I began to realise this style suited the sterile and pre-packaged world his characters inhabit.

I read two-thirds of the book while I was sitting in the queue to have it signed (for the record, I read the rest in the tube on my way home). And what I do love about reading Coupland, is that almost every line is a fridge quote. But part of me can´t help feeling, at least in his latest offering, that´s all there is to it: an assortment of sentences and phrases that would make me laugh out loud each morning if I had bothered to copy them down and stick them on my fridge. But I didn´t, and now I can´t remember a single line, and I don´t really care.

Typically of Coupland, The Gum Thief contains characters who struggle to break free of their McJobs; sadly, this results in little more than fast-food literature. Don´t get me wrong – I loved reading the novel. But there weren´t any new flavours; only reprocessed ideas and characters that left me, if not exactly unsatisfied, then certainly unaffected. Perhaps this is the point?

Literary groupie that I am, it was still fun to have my book signed. And Douglas Coupland called me “glamorous”, even though I was only dressed in jeans and I had been unable to reapply my lipstick for fear of losing my place in the queue. But then he ruined any advantage gained through his flattery by drawing a sparkly heart in my book, which was a trifle disturbing.

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March 3, 2008 at 16.46