Jozi - The Party Don't Stop

VUZU’s birthday party attracted all of Johannesburg’s socialites and despite a little of drama, the party was a hit.

Winter is on its way out it seems. This means I must get out too, naturally. Last week the Interwebs were abuzz about VUZU TV’s first birthday party. The gossip and entertainment channel has become a favourite in many households and of course, they were going to celebrate it in style.

The VUZU party happened to fall on the same day as the boyfriend’s birthday. Now while the boyfriend doesn’t believe in celebrating the same way every year, I do. So I tried to compromise (after all it wasn’t my birthday) and dinner for eight it was.

After treating him to cake and laughs the day, we headed off to O’ Galito at Benmore Shopping Centre. Because the dinner was intimate, animated conversation was a welcome guest (as opposed to the screaming matches we usually have in clubs). After the happy birthday song and watching everyone chow down on chocolate mousse cake, we decided to hit the VUZU party.

Even though the night was still young, on the way to the party I was left feeling the cake had been spiked. I accidentally rear-ended my beloved Nina into a friend’s car. Luckily the damage wasn’t too bad and we could laugh about the situation, instead of exchanging insurance details.

Finally reaching our destination at Turbine Hall in Newton, we were greeted by a crowd of musicians, models and everyone else linked to the entertainment industry in Jozi. Booze was free, local artists were on the stage and Johannesburg socialites were more than keen to have a good time.

Fashion was a big part of the evening too; lots of short, sequined dresses paired with killer heels and eyebrows reaching for the ceiling. And a trend the city seems to be catching on to must be big hair (much like Janelle Monae) and mismatched outfits. I spotted at least six girls who looked identical.

Then I spotted the best weave I’d ever seen. However, the head the weave was attached to had a very deep voice and after closer inspection, I discovered it was a man! Fabulous! Here’s this man in a black suit and high black boots, in the ladies loo! Soon everyone was alerted to the extra Y chromosome in their presence and the conversation turned to his extra ‘member’ – whether he has one, or if he’s gotten rid of it. Quite expectedly, he shrieked at the drunken ladies, saying he’s basically a girl and we should mind our business.

We danced until the early hours of the morning, while watching partygoers take pictures with their favourite celebs from Nonhle to Khuli Chana. But every party has to end, so we dragged ourselves outside, headed home and as I tucked the birthday boy into bed I smiled at the thought of the weave again, thinking that this city is a lot of things, but boring isn’t one of them.

Author: Zama Nkosi