SATURDAY AND THE CITY /// @ '5 FOR A CHANGE' FUNDRAISER AND LATER AT A BIRTHDAY PARTY

From time to time an invite to a nice people fancy event lands in my inbox. By nice

people and fancy i mean an event that requires a black tie dress code. The dress code bit

always causes me a bit of stress because because i do not own anything that qualifies as

appropriately black tie. Fortunately this is Cape Town, no one actually expects a 100%

hit rate on a black tie dress code for their event. So there's always room for underdressed

slobs like me. Now please skattie that does not mean you should go to people's events

dressed like shit. Anyway badly dressed or not, my insatiable social appetites won't let

me stay at home. You can blame that on reading too much Gwen Gill in my time as a

young fag. May her soul rest in peace. So on Saturday I went to check out the inaugural 5

for a Change fundraiser. The party will be an annual do, where busy mover shaker types

dress up black tie and get together to raise funds for five worthy social enterprises. Personally

i think it is a great cause, especially considering that we all get together and party like

there's no tomorrow anyway, why not help others while at it. If you want to find out

more about this initiative you can follow them on twitter @5forChange or www.facebook.com/

5forchange. For those of you who wanna put their money where their mouth is right

now, you can use the abovementioned channels to get in contact and find out more

about the organizations they support and find out how you can get involved. That also

goes for you party animals that don't wanna miss the next gig. Obviously we didn't just

stand around and look pretty. There's entertainment as well in the form of musicians and

deejays. Unfortunately I missed most of that because I couldn't stay long, my friends

David and Cam were having a joint birthday party which i'd comitted to previously

and absolutely could not miss. It's often better when I leave these kinds of events early

anyway, otherwise i risk being carried out, there's something about bubbly when it flows

freely. i lose a bit of control and i talk too much shit then people stop inviting me to parties

 leaving me no choice but to go back to my old gatecrashing ways.

LATER AT THE BIRTHDAY PARTY