Friday Fancies: dress yourself

I am loving this week's Friday Fancies theme, as it calls for us girls to choose an outfit we would wear everyday, something we would dress ourselves in. Tomorrow is a friend of mine, her boyfriend and my birthday party, combined. She had her birthday on Tuesday, mine is on Monday and his is on Tuesday again. So, if not, why not?

This is the outfit I am longing to wear for the party. Ironically, I just bought the shoes yesterday, and I am wearing them right now :)

Seeing as we are summering it up here in South Africa, I thought I would go for this lovely Anglaise tiered summer dress from Mr Price, paired with these awesome pointy Ikat printed stud pumps, also from Mr Price, a pretty bun and my favourite new accessory, my engagement ring. You can read about how Flip proposed here.

I simply cannot believe that we are at the end of November already! Where did this year go? Thus far, November was surely my favourite month of this year, but I have a feeling that December will be even better with the birthday and Christmas coming along! Which month was your favourite and why?

The book of love: the next chapter

"I love it when you give me things

and you

you ought to give me wedding rings"
-The book of love by Peter Gabriel

On Saturday, November 24, Flip went down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. Of course I said yes! I feel a bit guilty, because we had a disagreement in the morning and had a little tiff, Flip went for a drive, to pick up eggs and bread for breakfast {little did I know that he was going to pick up the ring and phone my mom to trick me into going somewhere}.

As I just mentioned, my mom phoned me and came up with a story that there was some horticultural expo at the Botanical Gardens in Pretoria and that we had to join them because a tree that she bought Flip died from trauma after Mila ate it and there was going to be a lunch included, what have you. I phone Flip, he says its fine we can go. {I should have known something was up here, because Flip doesn't just easily agree to do something, especially when it includes gardening. I did have a little hunch.}

 So eventually when we get there, it is raining, I don't see my parents' car anywhere and neither do I see signs of this expo, so I'm getting a little bit suspicious. After walking in circles {and on a mountain trail, where we saw dassies} to where he thinks it might be, we end up ironically close to a waterfall, inside a rain forest. We had to stop a few times while walking to catch my breath, because I was still reeling from the cold I had earlier. But the walk was so nice. Flip kept on bringing up highlights of our relationship. "Do you remember that time we walked in a real rain forest in Mpumalanga? Or that time when..." Going down memory lane was a solid reminder of why I was so in love with Flip and the long journey that we have already taken together. 

Anyway, when we finally reached the waterfall we found that it was not working. I'm ready to walk on and Flip asks if I'm in a hurry, noticing how lovely the spot where we were standing looks. He joked that my parents are at the bottom of the waterfall and that I had to call to them, so I did. "Your parents aren't here," he said and then he went down on one knee and asked "Megan, will you marry me?" I put my handbag down and starting crying. I said yes and Flip said "Well would you mind taking the ring now so I can get up?"  He put the ring on my finger and we kissed. And I cried all the time.

The sad thing is that we didn't get any photos, because there was no one around to take photos and we also didn't take our cellphones. But I am now the future Mrs van Wyngaardt and our love story will keep on growing.

Ad infinitum

The book of love: the middle part

   The book of love is full of facts and figures and lessons on dancing. Did you know that Flip can't dance? I'm also not willing to teach him, my toes have suffered too much for that. But perhaps we will join a dance class.

Did you know that the guy I reffered to in the last post was not Flip? No, oh no, this guy {if you missed it, read over here} was a creep and just served for a couple of good laughs between friends and I. I digress and picking up where I left off, I was looking for the a new flatmate, and a few people came to have a lookm, but nothing came of it.

Then one day, another guy answers the ad. We organise a looksee for the cottage and he decides to move in the very next day. Let us call him Dr No for all blogging purposes. So Dr No and I get along great, become friends, I develop a crush {oh yes I did} and get introduced to his friends, among them Flip. I like twists, huh?

But before Flip and I even met, Dr No showed me some pictures on his computer and I stopped at this one picture and blurted out loud: "who is that hot guy and when are you introducing him to me?" Introductions soon followed and Flip fell in love with me.

But then we didn't see each other for about three months. He says I did something to upset him at a braai. I don't recall any of it. But he just couldn't resist and had to see me again.

The unofficial, joke story, of how Flip fell in love was when he was teasing me about my crush and I stabbed him with a fork in the leg. Not long after that, I received a message on facebook from Flip. "Hi, I'm going to be honest. I think you are awesome. And hot. that is all for now." I didn't reply, but was enamored by the message. I gave him my number through Dr No and we messaged each other.

A few days, or perhaps weeks, later I was asked on our first date. Flip took me for sushi, and I have never eaten sushi before. I also had no plans to eat it. But now i'm addicted. We also shared our first kiss that night.

About two weeks into the whole dating scenario, a friend of mine came over to colour my hair and Flip was banned from seeing me, because when is it ever pretty when colouring is involved. My flatmate sneaked in during the colouring session, and I thought something was up. We were sitting in the living room and when I went to my room, after washing the colour out, what did I find?

On my bed there lay 44 roses, 22 white and 22 deep red long stem roses. I might have started crying, because this was the first time any guy did something like this for me. And of course, I was smitten, head-over-heels in love with Flip. Still am to this day. Wouldn't you be?

And you know what the best thing is? The flowers never stopped coming. Flip loves to surprise me at work with a massive bunch of flowers and he loves to surprise me with little things that have meaning to us.

One last thing for today. You know when you have the talk, about whether you are becoming an exclusive couple or not? Flip asked me like this: "Miss Wait, shareholders in Van Wyngaardt and company have decided that you would be a significant asset to the company and we can see great growth with you as a partner. Would you like to enter this transaction?"

More coming tomorrow!

The book of love: the prequel

Every time The book of love by Peter Gabriel starts playing my iTunes, I curse. Like someone with tourettes. It's usually along the lines of "shit, dammit, I love this song!" Yes, I'm paradoxical like that. This isn't the only that stirs me up, for example, One Day by Elbow, Tomorrow by James and a whole array of other songs has me churning out cursewords of joy.

Anyway, Peter Gabriel croons that the book of love is long and boring and that no one can lift the damn thing. I hope that our book of love is too big and heavy to lift, but long and boring? Heck no.

Take for example the story of how we met. I believe in things like fate, but I also like to believe that our love story is also all part of God's plan. Thinking back to a little more than two and a half years ago, I am sure that this was wall part of my bigger picture.

So where do I start? Perhaps here. I was fresh out of varsity, first year worker, living in a two bedroom garden cottage with my aunt. The daunting reality of being in a new city, without any friends there and my boyfriend miles and miles away was getting to me. I had anxiety attacks like some people have food, constantly. My then boyfriend became an ex. And I no longer believed in love.

Moving along, I was soon also looking for a new flatmate as my aunt had decided to move and a friend of mine wanted to move in. As Murphy would have it, on the day she had to move in, she could no longer. I was stuck and would not be able to pay the rent on my own.

So I put out an ad on Gumtree and Junkmail {its pretty much like Craig's list} for a flatmate and got a few answers. One included a guy whose answer read: "I would treat you like a princess every day of your life and do anything you would like me to do. I would look after you and cook for you..." Something along the lines of that. He also attached a photo.

Want to know more about this guy? Read on tomorrow.

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