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n Nafcoc's inauguration of its first woman president, Buhle Mthethwa, at Gallagher Estate last week evoked only indifference in yours truly. You would have expected the business honchos to make the event their red-carpet moment, but most would have been happier in tracksuits. Women arrived in outfits that had seen better days with partners who looked like their butlers.
nWhat is it with South Africans and snubbing dress codes? Does "dress elegant" translate into traditional garb and jeans with leather jackets and sunglasses at night?
nThe sound was terrible and so was MC Xolani Gwala, who pulled entertainment out of his ass. Is it me or is that brother full of himself since appearing in a recent, boring copy of True Love?
nThe Master of Monotony accolade goes to Danny Jordaan, who, since South Africa won the 2010 thing, keeps recycling the same speech. He looked as if he has never had a good day in his life.
nI spotted a rather disenchanted Diopelo Maphathe trying to keep it on the down-low with a coy friend. Lord knows, wherever there are big guns of the economic sector Maphathe makes sure she is not too far away.
nThe beautiful party organiser, Mandisa Nkamba-Kadalie, made sure everyone was treated like a queen, which is more than we can say for the SABC crew who snapped and left in a huff on hearing that President Thabo Mbeki would not be there.
nI stuck it out and prayed for a miracle when, in speech after speech, there was not one act of entertainment. We were so desperate for a break it was a relief when an opera newcomer known as Tele made her shy debut appearance at 9pm.
nPatrice Motsepe was his usual beaming, beautiful self. I just wish someone could give the man's wardrobe a total make-over because clearly Precious is a clueless dresser herself and should be excused from those tiresome duties.
nStill yawning and drinking from the cascading fountain of wine, we were woken by a group of ululating women from KwaZulu-Natal. Had they been bused to Gallagher to dress Buhle in traditional gear at exactly the same time? The results were simply breathtaking - nothing beats the real thing.
nJust as I was giving up on having a ball, Bongo Maffin got on to the stage, pepped the mood up and brought the house down. I swear I saw pink little hearts in Lawrence Mavundla's eyes. The brother could not resist climbing on to the stage and scooping the vivacious Thandiswa in his arms to give her a smacker.