Open letter to South Africa’s students‚ universities and government‚ represented by Minister in the .
GIRLS dressed like playboy bunnies and gyrating to house music, models in bikinis on the stage, beautiful male bouncers and odd Frenchmen, that was the wonderful night we ladies spent last weekend to celebrate Stephan Cohen's second birthday at Club Moloko in Rosebank.
It was a blast though some folk were told to leave the VIP area since they were drinking Heineken and not Moët - I mean, really. Heineken rocks.
The club was flashing with BBE types, models like Miriam Ngomani, who sizzled in a red dress and bunny earrings to the delight of perverts.
She was so impressed with the party's high beat that she was out of herself telling even the angry door lady that she was going to host her own at Moloko in the next few days.
Nandi of the former Ghetto Luv, in a stunning short skirt, was singing with back-up singer Nicole.
Babablwa Mneno arrived in skinny jeans, followed by her equally ravishing little sister. In between this wonderful atmosphere, we girls decided to take a break and went next door to Minibar.
This restaurant-bar was also sizzling and we are not making this up to get tickets to after-parties after Friday's game. At Minibar we saw the ever-wonderful Shaka Sisulu running around like a flustered chicken with a South African flag around his shoulders, encouraging folk to dance for charity.
Bearded socialite and businessman Musa and the beautiful Nzinga Qunta cheered them on. Why Qunta was not dancing I am not sure, but a little bird told me there might be a singing for charity event there and hopefully we can hear her do a Mshoza or is it Ms J?
Sisulu gathered his mates and the public and asked them to dance. T hey danced individually and were given cash to deposit in a champagne cooler .
They raised thousands and I realised once again that party people make a lot of money for the disabled.
After that amazing bash it was goodbye Rosebank and hello Randburg club Malaisha to check out the amazing Loui.
He was sooo hospitable, giving us a tour of his club, introducing us to his lovely dancers and then we danced until dawn.
Jeez World Cup fever is everywhere. We concluded our morning with a stunning breakfast at the Sandton Sun, which is great if you want luxury close to the World Cup bliss.
Now, watch us win on Friday.