How to be a gold digger

"If you f****ng with this girl then you better be payed. You know why...it takes too much to touch her" Mr West says.



Ladies, ladies, ladies we all need for guys to know that it takes too much to touch us! Over the years I think I've mastered the art of gold-digging and I wouldn't be honouring the sisterhood if I didn't share my findings with y'all.


Whip out your notebooks sit back and document what a consumate gold digger is and how to be one;



1. Be attractive

Men are visual beings. You need to highlight your assets, those that have nothing to do with physical beauty. Are you funny? Are you generous? Are you considerate? Let these be the things you nurture, because if you're digging for gold where I want you to, the type of man you're going to attract isn't swayed by mini skirts, blood red lips or 6 inch heels. He sees the soul and admires the beauty of that which other boys overlook.



2. Don't be obvious that you're a gold digger

Men are strange creatures. Something about desperation has them running in the opposite direction. So keep your cool and approach your Mr right with caution.



3. Find something that connects you to rich men

The rich men you should be trying to connect with are those rich in spirit, rich in values...you get my drift. Men who are rich in monetary terms often don't understand the need to nurture they're hearts. Having said that I'm not saying hunt down a pauper and make him Mr Right! love and fresh air don't pay the bills.



So those are my 3 tips for gold digging- the right kind. If you're lucky you may be digging for gold and strike platinum.

The shine in my sun

The title of this post sounded so much cooler in my mind but it looks so random and forced in writing...anyway now that that's out of the way...I want to just share my real life heroes with you just because I can.

These are people who touched my life and shaped my perspective. On a good day I call them friends on other days I refer to them by their first, middle and last names.

Behold...My niggas


Anele Tshabalala: Sister, friend, fellow soldier in God's army...she makes being a big sister so easy. She teaches me everyday to be the best me I can be, Oprah's already got being Oprah on lock but the vacancy to be Nono is wide open.

Ayanda Tshabalala: Whoever said you can never learn from little sisters had obviously never met Ayanda. I am yet to come across someone as selfless and giving as she is...how can I NOT be humbled by sharing blood with this person.

Nonhlanhla Ntuli: stagename: Coco She's one of the musketeers. She's wiped so many of my tears and caused so many of my smiles that her heart has been etched into mine. I love this girl so much cause she showed me that giving 100% of yourself means you get 100% back.

Sizophila Khubone: The other musketeer. I've never been good friends with anyone younger than me, but when I met Sizo, our souls did the connecting and our minds didn't stand a chance. Such an amazing woman, the life of the party too. The future voice of South African radio - you heard it here first.

Phethile Khuzwayo: If you want to learn how to achieve true beauty this is the go-to girl. Beautiful spirit, inspired/ing fashion sense and a drive that is awe inspiring...go on with yo self!!!

Buhle Mbonambi: My super stylish friend, so hilarious, so smart (I refuse to take him off the pedestal) He's taught me that life's too short not to have an opinion.

Patiswa Jwacu: She's driven and she's Xhosa...if anyone knows another recipe for success I need them to stop me right now and holla real quick. Dynamite comes in small packages has never been so true.

Babalwa Sobikela: The self-proclaimed diva!!! She's a beauty queen who moonlights as a journalist. Hilarious sense of humour (mainly cause she's so lame) what I admire and try to emulate about her is her drive...Babes knows where she's going and she knows exactly how to get there *takes notes*

Pusetso Tlali: I've known her for a relatively short time (12 months) but she's made a HUGE impression on my life...more so than she probably realises. Putse showed me how to act my age and enjoy my youth thoroughly while my feet are firmly in the fountain of youth before it flashes by (as fountains of youth often do). She's so impressive for her age, so goal-oriented I have no choice but to put her on my Young people to call again in 5 years list.

Thulie Khanyile: My tiny friend, she has the cutest...everything! Thulie's one of those people you forget are in the room until she makes one of her random observations. I found a kindred spirit in her when I learnt we had the same unashamed obsession with Zuluboy! Judge away, I'd still holla at his nappy head

Bahle Makhohliso: Beautiful smile, beautiful spirit...Stevie Wonder's "isn't she lovely" is the closest I can probably get to perfectly describing B!

Luthando Slash Nzimande: He insists he's a poet, the jury's still out on that. Seriously though Slash is an amazing wordsmith (that sounds like such an outdated profession, like King Arthur might have had a wordsmith) because it'll probably annoy him, I'm sticking with it. Such a good friend, so silly...he's like therapy, always what the doctor ordered! Sidenote: he's the one in the middle!

Njabulo Ngidi: we were so young here, before DUT Journalism had it's way with us. I found a brother and a friend in Njabulo. I knew he was a keeper when he made me laugh that first time and then just as easily held an intelligent (by my questionable standards) conversation with me. I will love him (or stalk him) to the ends of the earth! Sports Journalism is due for a makeover and I know just the guy for the job!

Brilliant Mkhathini: We weren't conventionally close (convention is for fools) besides it's my blog I'll claim as many friends as I want. We were sitting in class and everyone who was asked said they wanted to be print, broadcast or radio journalists, my good good friend Brilliant (too much?...okay) said he wanted to be a novelist. It floored me because his dreams kicked my dream's ass...then they picked mine up and taught them to fly.

Khaya Khumalo: Oh Percy, I hope one day he forgives me for the mugshot picture I found. This guy is so intelligent, so funny, so warm...he's just a bag of slowly revealed superlatives.

Those are my heroes. Not for what they've achieved but for what they've inspired me to achieve.