Capital of the gorgeous and stylish

Cape Town is the beauty capital of South Africa. The ratio of models sashaying down the streets, nibbling morsels of sushi in restaurants and frolicking in their natural habitats (shopping malls),far outnumbers the amount of us mere mortals, dawdling by to work, dragging our feet and squeezing past each other at the mall or vegetating on the beach, as was the case during the last public holiday.

In general, Camps Bay is the playground of the beautiful. It holds the highest concentration of designer label clad, dark glowing skins and suspiciously perfect bodies. It’s as if the “aesthetically disadvantaged” are either denied access or allowed onto the beach, only to serve as fine examples of what could go wrong, it’s like a sweet shop that specialises only in eye-candy.

Once you’ve secured a prime spot on the beach, hired your umbrella plus deck chair and have lathered up a copious amount of sun screen, sit back and take in the 360° view of magnificence. Take a peek or if you’re more brazen, gawk at the faultlessly shaped bottom of the person lying spread eagled alongside you, marvel at the constructive invention that is the Speedo- a choice preference adorned by the European tourist male who is a member of the “flaunt what your momma gave you” brigade. Be captivated at the team of bikini clad ladies and topless guys battling over what could very well be the title of “Who’s hotter than whom” in a round of beach volley ball. For the guys, a round of “spot the faux boobs” will have you captivated. Cape Town is also the home of plastic surgery and foreigners arrive in droves to capitalize on the Rand and the affordable cosmetic surgery it affords them.

Then there’s of course the view of Table Mountain lining the sky, the breathtaking blue sky and the gleaming view of the ocean that stretches for miles as the backdrop to the scene of perfection. Cape Town sunsets are world renowned because the sun can set as late as 8:30pm and so beaches such as Camps Bay, understandably become paradigms of fun in the sun.

Just one word of caution, knee- deep is about as far as to dip into the ocean. Unlike most beaches, Camps Bay is not ideal for swimming, well not unless you’re an Eskimo.

Relax, take it easy.

Today is the perfect day for a cape town tour. The sun is shining brightly and the clouds have all but vanished. This fact makes work a real chore, as I would prefer to be outside, catching up on my winter tan. I can see all the people outside who are improving their displays to fully maximize the new sunny weather. I have said this many times already but I am seriously looking forward to summer this year and I would love to take a helicopter trip around Cape Town with my girlfriend. I have been boarded up all winter and now it is time to break free.

My scooter was made for weather like this. I also need a few more new summer items to get this party started. New Havaianas, board shorts, sunblock for my vampire level tan and a keen new towel with a superhero graphic. My girlfriend is also an avid party queen and I will most likely be dragged into the craziest of times with her.

The Good and Bad points of Summer

Good:

• Suntan
• Woman wear next to nothing
• No more rain to murder my scooter
• Frozen Yogurt tastes better
• I can wear shorts to the office
• a Fresh breeze on a warm day
• Swimming
• Countless Braai’s with friends

Bad:

• Fat Woman who wear next to nothing
• 40 degree heat waves and being too tired to do anything
• Sand in my shoes from the beach
• having to exercise as my body has wilted in the winter months

I invite all readers of this blog to add more good and bad points of summer to my list. Goodbye for now dear reader.