Sneak Preview to the Secret Competition

So every now and again I love to enter random competitions…I do it just to spice up my life. Sometimes I win and either way, it’s always a whole lotta fun – some competitions you will just laugh at me for entering …but this competition is worth blogging about because it evolved into something.

About 5 months ago a friend of mine recommended I enter the Essentials “You Are Amazing!” competition. The Magazine is catered to young, hip mothers of all races and all walks of life. For this competition you had to write in under 500 words why you think you are amazing. And guess what!? If you win you get to be a cover girl for their magazine. Now I ain’t going to lie - being on the cover of a magazine is a bit of a fantasy of mine. Call me vain or self centred but it is just one of those things I’ve always wanted. …So I thought WHY NOT?....even though at the time I was the largest I had ever been in my life. SO WHAT! Large and proud I entered the competition…with the help of my wonderful sister maita.

On a random maternity leave after noon, maita and I sat for probably 2 hours trying to figure out how to tell Essentials Magazine that I was amazing. I didn’t think it would be difficult but I really struggled with trying not to sound boastful and self centred. Why don’t you try write down why you are so amazing in 500 words?...........

No go ahead DO IT! NOW! ….stop reading this blog and write down why you think you are so amazing! It may just help you with your self-esteem! I think this is what Essentials really wanted to achieve – To try and help women to see themselves as amazing women and in turn ignite a sense of confidence in them to push for their dreams.

I know you are probably wondering what I eventually said? Well after a whole lot of frustrating typos and paragraphs I decided to write exactly how I normally write in my blogs. …which is really the essence of who I think I am. ….Readers I hope you have written yours before you read on…..

So here is my exact entry form and photos (one headshot and one full length photo):

Don't Ask why I posed with a Garden Fork!

Name: Kanyadzo Middleton

Age: 30

Height: 1.64m

Top size: M

Bottom size: 36 (gosh haven't bought clothes since I gave birth a month ago>>> so hope that is right)

Shoe Size: 6

I know I am amazing but gosh how do I tell Essentials this? Maybe I should say I am amazing because I am a charismatic, contagious-energy type, crazy 30 year old who chooses to embrace every aspect of life, the good, the bad, the ugly?… or how about …I am amazing because I have a masters degree, or that I married the man of my dreams or the fact that I once took the time to listen to a complete strangers story which turned our lives around for the better? Mmmmm, I got it! Essentials what really makes me amazing is giving birth naturally to my first daughter (a month ago), with no medication! Heck if you know the pain of child birth…I think that’s pretty amazing. For details check out my blog www.kanyadzo.blogspot.com. Nah these are all insignificant amazingnesses (ya that is a word) because honestly speaking I am amazing because God created me to his perfection….Tada, that is totally amazing.



Me trying to be natural!



Thanks Essentials I feel amazing.

Kanya

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I can’t tell you if I won or what I won as yet…..but I can tell you that something exciting did happen and for a Hint you gotta turn to page 82 of the April 2012 issue of Essentials! The details will be revealed towards the end of April 2012!!!! Whatch the Shelves for the May issue of Essentials.

Nike Run Jozi - Food for Thought

At 2am this morning I was so restless because earlier that evening I was excited that Nike Running South Africa had re-tweeted my blog of the Nike Run Jozi event and now, in the early hours of the morning, I had a flush of thoughts running through my head. So I got up earlier for work and decided I must write these thoughts down before my work day starts.
You are probably thinking …Kanya what could you possibly be thinking of so early in the morning. Well my imagination had invited me to the Nike Jozi Run board meeting and I was presenting LIVE……

Good Morning, it is such an honour to be here presenting a runner’s feedback and perspective on the Nike Run Jozi Event which took place last week. I have jotted down a few Do-Wells and Do-Differently’s and hopefully this will provide some guidance for your future planning.

At the top of your Do-Wells is your Nike Branding strategy. This event is going to be the talk of Johannesburg for quite a while, so much so that next year you can guarantee the signup for the run is going to be so quick and effortless. The Nike vibe and energy was felt throughout the streets of Johannesburg not only from the runners but also the supporters. But we can’t let it just end there we need this energy to keep the hearts of these people hungry for more.

This leads me to my Do-Differently list – Nike Run Jozi needs to impact the people with great power. You should be an Unforgettable brand in the hearts of the runners AND the people living on the streets. I know there are probably many organisations you could give to but let’s try narrow it down to the ones with the greatest impact – The Children. These are the leaders of tomorrow.

You should have seen how excited the kids on the street were to see us running in their hood. Their faces lit up like we were angels out to give them Hope. Hope that their life on the street would change, Hope that someone of importance has taken the time to pass by their house. When I ran and saw 3 kids running beside me on the side walk…dodging the people, bins, pay meters etc I couldn’t help but think of the scene in Slum Dog Millionaire when the children were running through the slums of India….or the movie/book the Kite-Runner when the children were chasing their Kites. It is something so small that takes them out of their current situation and gives them hope in believing that life will get better. And yes we did give them Hope but Nike lets make it better NOW and for next year.

(this is when I turn to a more serious side of my presentation)

Here are some suggestions:

1. Donating to Philile Hillbrow – a pre-school situated in an old children’s hospital on the border of Hillbrow. Gugu Zulu and Letsego Moshoeu, the wonderful Adventure Couple who were also involved in Run Jozi, did the 94.7 cycle challenge in support of this organisation. Last year our life group tried to raise funds for them but I am sure your support would make an even greater impact to the lives of these children. You can read more about our initiative here


2. Maybe next year hand out reflector bands, lights or glow in the dark sticks to the supporters. That would really get the children excited.

3. As a middle class runner I would have easily paid R100 for this event that is R30 more than what we paid. Maybe next year give runners the option of donating to a certain organisation. Or just up the price by R10 that will be approximately R10*10000= R R100 000 of the Runners money which could go in support of a chosen organisation or issue. It would also make the runners feel like they are running for a purpose not just for a Time.

4. Have each watering hole be in support of a chosen organisation. So at 3km the refreshment stand could be in support for an orgnisation that deals with Drug abuse on the street, 6km - Stopping Crime.. Oh you could even have a live performance from some of the singers from SHOUT SA. Just a thought.

Well thanks again for inviting me to this meeting. I look forward to getting more involved with your plans and event strategies. Goodnight…..zzzzzzzz I finally went to bed at 3:30am.

Nike Run Jozi Night Race

On March 21, 2010 Avon and I hit the streets of Jozi with a 10 000 other excited runners. If you are not a runner you are probably thinking what could convince people to run 10km for Mahala (for free). But once you have the running bug it is so addictive. There is something so magical about being amongst a group of people with different shapes, sizes, colours, personalities, energies and yet one mutual goal – to cross that finish line. But this run was different as it stirred something in my heart.

Now I haven’t run for probably over a year but my friend Rachel had a medical condition which required her to walk the race and that was what convinced me that maybe this would be a good idea for me to get involved and support my hubby in his new running hobby.

I was so excited that I did go because the excitement of everyone was just so contagious. We all had to wear our bright yellow Nike shirts which made each of us feel like a beam of sunlight during the wet weather. It was funny coz on the highway you could spot all the racers in their cars and it was just fun waving to each other so randomly. It was like we were saying – RAIN OR SHINE…..WE ARE GOING TO RUN THIS RACE! Rachel said “When else could you feel so comfortable waving to a stranger.”

But I think the excitement of the race kinda fogged my reality that I was a breastfeeding mother. The race started at 7pm and my last express was at 3pm. I remember standing there 5 minutes before the race was kicking off and realising – Ooopsy my milk is kicking in – feels like pins and needles in your boobs. I also hadn’t eaten since 2pm and I had a day dream of me passing out on a random street in Hilbrow.



5pm...still 2 hours to go before the race start.



Then Bang the fireworks kicked in, the race had started and there was no time for turning around. The sight of thousands of people in bright shirts running through the dark city gave me chills down my back. It was like a river of gold passing over the Nelson Mandela Bridge. Funny enough Rachel’s walk was equivalent to my run (I run slow) so I did get quite a work out.





The River of Gold heading for Hillbrow

 

 As we moved deeper and deeper into the heart of Johannesburg the reality of city life hit me – it wasn’t an easy life. Everyone was supporting the runners from the drunkards to the street kids to the prostitutes and gang members. I didn’t know quite how to take it all in – I felt ashamed and guilty for feeling so excited about being in Hillbrow at this time of night…because I would never be caught dead in these parts of Johannesburg on foot. It was like we were showing off with all our cool expensive shoes, gear, phones, i-pods ect. Like we had such a great life we could afford to run through these streets of poverty for free. Kids would run beside us and would ask us for our reflector bands or even just for a Hi-five. Women would sing and cheer – “Come on you can do it my sister push!!!!” One drunken man was singing “Welcome to Jozi, where you can become famous….” which was probably the Jozi remix to the New York song by Alicia Keys and JZ.

But my heart sank! What was I really doing here? What was God trying to show me? I remember running and picturing what life was like behind the walls of the homes we passed by. What was cooking for dinner? Were these people genuinely happy? What are their daily struggles? Where are the parents for these children? How close is drug abuse, gang membership, prostitution ect close to the lives of these innocent children? What was Nike doing right here in the heart of poverty in Johannesburg? Did my R70 race entry contribute to anything? Part of me just wanted to ignore it all and turn a blind eye and just look at how beautiful the city is at night but I knew that wasn’t me! I big part of me wanted to take my shoes and clothes off and say – here you need it more than I do!



Then the song “You are the God of this City!” by Chris Tomlin came to my mind and played over and over again. The lyrics and the experience of being in this part of town couldn’t become more real:

You're the God of this City

You're the King of these people

You're the Lord of this nation
You are

You're the Light in this darkness

You're the Hope to the hopeless
You're the Peace to the restless

You are

I finished the race exhausted both physically and emotionally. The Nike Run Jozi Race made me realise that greater things are yet to come…..Greater things are still to be done in this City!!!!! I hope I wasn’t the only one who’s heart was stirred in this way. .. I hope the run created a passion and a hunger to make a difference NOW. Let’s pray that next year when this race happens we won’t be using the slogan “Take back the streets,” but something along the lines of “Give back to the streets.”





Avon finished the race under 1hour...I probably found him an hour later :)



Rachel and I straight after the race - I was sure I looked thinner

 

A Chance to be a Maverick of Chance!

Gambling has never been my cup of tea not because I am against it but mainly because half the time I just don’t get it. If you are on the slot machines you sit there and just press a button and things spin, colours flash and you have no clue where your money went or how it all of a sudden got back. When it comes to gambling on the tables, gosh that is just another ball game all together. Everyone seems so serious and calculated and it seems like big money is being made and also being lost. Well this past weekend I had the opportunity to step into the world of gambling at Montecasino and I walked away with my eyes, mind and heart wide open.

Montecasino’s new advertising campaign is called “Mavericks of Chance!” What they are really trying to achieve is a change of perception of gambling because most of the time people have negative perceptions or no perception at all.  I think their new TV ad really achieves this. Basically the commercial walks you through moments in life where people take a ‘gamble.’ When you watch it, I am sure you will relate to at least one of the scenarios whether it’s to wear no underwear with your cocktail dress, just to avoid the panty line; skinny dipping in the ocean; racing with shopping karts, whatever. But Steve Howell, Montecasino’s GM, also highlighted other scenarios in life where we gamble for example choosing which line to join in traffic and just hoping it is the fastest one.  The commercial then makes you really think by leaving you with a statement - something along the lines of “You think you are not a gambler….friend let me tell you have been one your whole life!”  You can check the ad here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_71WxEzkvFk

To get this message across to the public, Montecasino opened its gambling floors to a bunch of socially connected individuals from bloggers, to rap artists, to singers, to previous beauty pageant winners, spouses/partners and just some awesome characters.  You may be wondering which category I fitted in…um well I guess I was 20 % of everything. I just put on my social hat and went for it…pregnant and all, and what a blast I had. We got introduced to both the slots and the tables and had an opportunity to learn and experience what it was all about.

Kanya: "wow this is so exciting, all I need to do is press the button."

Kanya: "aaaa okay what just happened there."

Kanya: " Hey I think I won something? Um I think?"

Kanya: " I better tell some body :)"

 The slots were just as I expected…..confusing…..but the thrill I got was competing with other contestants. We had 3 rounds of slots where we were all given R100 and 90 seconds to gamble. It was hilarious watching us just pressing those buttons and hoping that something magical would happen which would double our money. It really was a hit or miss chance. If you were lucky, you would get with free spins which would allow you to go over the 90 seconds. Boy did those lucky buggers annoy me coz the credits would just keep rolling in. We attracted quite an audience when we were playing and I wasn’t sure if it was because we were loud or the fact that people recognised the famous people….or maybe it was the fact that we were given free R100. One lady asked me “How do you play this game!” I just replied “I don’t actually know….I think the game is playing me!”

Then we got introduced to the …drum roll please – TABLES! I must admit I think I was in the best group ever – Team Red. Most of us had no clue how to play on the tables but we were all there for a good time. I think the dealers also had fun trying to teach us how to play because we were all pure laughs. The first round of poker was a serious joke because we learned terms like – ‘all in’ and ‘fold’ ‘two pairs’ ‘flush’ but I don’t think most of us really knew what it meant with regard to the cards we were holding. But for some magical reason I won a whole lot of chips! My original R3000 worth of chips instantly quadrupled. On our sixth round of poker only 4 of us still had chips and our winner had R56 000…Yikes from R3000 that was quite cool if it was a real game of poker  but boy imagine if you had lost “R3000” that’s like petrol for the month, Ouch!  Black Jack and Roulette was just as much fun…but my luck seemed to be finished. At least now all the colours, lines, numbers and cards finally made sense to me. 

Look at how confused we all look....me sipping on my virgin strawberry something something. Yum

So after the whole experience here is my heart-to-heart thoughts on gambling. Yes gambling can be a whole lotta fun but it should never be thought of as a source of income. This opportunity to learn how to gamble did increase my gambling confidence. No it wasn’t the kind of confidence that screamed “I am a gambler” or “I’m going there everyday” - it was more like this “I know what is happening and can make a wiser decision than before.” It also made me realise how much money one could lose/win - and so quickly too.

As much fun as it was I could also see how gambling could be an addiction which helped me relate to the people I knew who actually have a gambling problem. I could see how easily and quickly it could take over someone’s life and that gave me quite a chill.

Would I gamble again? Mmmm. Absolutely! BUT - I would have to have two major things in place before I hit the floor – 1) my husband, for accountability, AND a fixed budget, which I would expect to lose, and not necessarily double or improve on. But I think this should be the advice for any person that decides to be a Maverick of Chance. View it as entertainment - like going to the movies or going out for drinks…..and nothing else!

After a wonderful dinner at La Scala we ended our night at the Southern Sun hotel. It is a bit strange sleeping in a hotel when you live so close by but wow the experience was definitely worth it.....even though it was free. We were welcomed to a room with desserts and gifts, as if we were on honeymoon all over again. I don't know why it is so but food, sleep, entertainment ect is just so much more sweeter when you are not paying for it :). So thank you Montecasino for the chance to be a Maverick of Chance! I was dazzled :).


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Here are some photos of some of the other cool people of the evening:

So I Thought I Could Dance Reality Show!

Watching Idols the other night reminded me of a time when I thought I had talent. I think a lot of the time when you watch bad talent on reality TV you just wonder what that contestant was thinking signing up for this show?   “I mean it is obvious they can’t sing!!!” Well let me tell you of how I ended up being just another lousy contestant who thought they had talent for “So You think You can Dance Canada!”

In 2008, Canada brought, for the first time, “So you think you can dance Canada” to the streets of Toronto.  My brother Hama, and I had heard the rumours about the auditions and thought if any reality show was for us….it would have to be this one!  I mean we loved to dance. Ever since we were kids we believed we had real raw talent because we would get all dramatic and perform no matter who or what was watching. We were no professionals but our friends told us we were good and that was all the motivation we needed to know to push ourselves to enter the competition.

Us waiting in line I am wearing the white glasses

At 4am on the Sunday of the auditions Hama and I were on the road to Toronto! I couldn't believe we were up so early. We read on the website that you could only start lining up at 6am but auditions start at 9am. We got there at 6:30am and already there were over 800 people in front of us. Front street was bustling with young energetic people it was CRAZY. Some people had camping chairs and picnic baskets, others had radios and stunt gadgets. There were video cameras and reporters grabbing interviews with random people. I loved the energy and I was excited to be part of it all..this was our moment!

After four hours of waiting outside we entered into the main theatre doors and were debriefed on how the auditions worked. We were apparently entering the filter process, meaning that whatever gets shown today wouldn’t be on TV. Contestants would wait in the theatre for their turn then come onto stage 10 at a time (5 contemporary and 5 hip hop dancers). What happens is the judges made you dance to their music (either Hip hop or Contemporary) for 30 seconds. That was the only time you had to show them your raw talent, just 30seconds… Then they give you either a yes or no score. If Yes you come back on Tuesday and get auditioned and actually filmed on TV and if  No you have to escort yourself to the No Door which was written in big human sized letters (you really couldn’t miss it).  Keep in mind that everyone is watching!

While waiting for our turn to go on stage Hama and I witnessed first-hand that Canada did have dance talent we thought we had raw talent…but these people were even more raw…I am talking SUSHI! With regards to Hip hop moves I am talking STep1 Step 2 ...Stomp the yard kind of moves. People were actually part of dance crews that performed on regular basis. The contemporary dancers were ridiculously amazing with leaps and spins you name it. As each performance went on Hama and I got more and more drawn to the reality that – we just are not going to pass as real hip hop dancers.

Hama and I entering the doors to the theater after 4 hours of waiting

The lucky thing is if you were anything but a hip hop or a contemporary dancer...You would be given a YES for sure... with NO questions. Even if you were a bad salsa dancer or terrible tap dancer...you were in! The main reason was because the judges wanted variety and if anything you would be a good laugh on T.V. …just like those useless idols singers. I sat there debating on doing an African dance. I envisioned myself up there just busting some ridiculous African move..From Swazi to Shona to Zulu to Congolese  all in 30 seconds. I knew that I would be in the next round NO DOUBT. But then what…I would probably just end up on one episode of the show because  I can't leap.....I can't spin.....I can't stand on my head and doo a booty shake......EEEK. I had nothing but Kanya and her club moves???? And African dance??? What was I risking just to be on T.V for a brief moment? It could destroy my reputation I thought ..imagining someone stoping me in the street saying “Hey aren’t you that girl from that dance show….man You were so bad! But I liked the energy!”. So I decided to ditch the African Vibe and stick with the Hip Hop.

The crowed which watches while they wait their turn

When it was our turn to go on stage we were accompanied by 2 tap dancers, a Hip hop girl dancer and 5 contemporary dancers. The music started playing and the first hip hop girl starts dancing to the song LOW….She was really good and I wondered why did I have to go after her L. Then it was my turn  the song continues "Apple Bottom Jeans, Hips with the curve...the whole club was looking aather...she hit the floor...next thing you know...the shortty got low low low low low" So I think I was doing fine till the low low low part. Now you can't help but go low when you hear those words right? ....my body was going low...but my mind was like "kanya what the hell are we going to do when we hit the floor......we have no moves for the floor !!!!!! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" I distinctly remember facing the Judges and being on my knees almost like a moment of silence but I some how I managed to jump up and glided off the floor where I spun into Hama who glided onto the dance floor....Out of breath and still pumped I just cheered on Hama. I loved watching him move. Loved it! He had the energy and even did a handstand walk up to the judges! He was my star at that very moment because I knew that no matter what the judges said I had the satisfaction that I tried my best and enjoyed it.

It all ended so quickly and both Hama and I were given the big NO. We picked up our bags and headed for the door that said NO......one of the guys that was standing in line with us shouted...."we still love you Kanya"..... I was like " I love you guys too" lol. The door lead to a stair-well and opened to a back door on a curb.. in some random ally.. Still out of breath, disorientated and confused we couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that "we got kicked to the curb" lol.

Although we didn’t make it we left with a great sense of satisfaction that at least we tried and maybe that’s what all these people experience when they enter these competitions. It really wasn’t about being the best dancer in Canada it was about actually putting the effort in and enjoying the experience. We met cool people that day and got to really bond as brother and sister. You may ask me if I would do it again and my answer is “Helll Yhea, just don’t play that same song!”

lol PEACE!

Perfect Bridal Gown: Shoot 2

Being at the second Perfect Bridal Gown photo shoot with Marcia was fun. Although Marcia had never been in a photo shoot she was like a natural model. We both were not there for each others weddings and wedding dress selection; but this opportunity was like we had a second chance of being there when we tried them on. We both wished we had been there though because you need someone for the emotional support of picking a dress. The first time I stepped into a wedding dress store I was alone…and I left the shop crying because it hurt me that none of my friends or family was there to help me (all overseas). Marcia just saved herself the emotions and got her dress made. So it was as if we were making up for that time when we didn’t have a friend around.
Thank you Perfect Bridal Gown for a wonderful day.

Perfect Bridal Gown Photoshoot

What would you give if you had the chance to wear beautifully designed wedding dresses, get your makeup and hair done, and have your face in a wedding catalogue? ….. Anything right J. Well that’s exactly why I couldn’t turn down such an opportunity when Perfect Bridal Gown was looking for models for their new seasons wedding catalogue.

Seven girls shot in 30 beautiful dresses from overseas, was the task of the day (October 24, 2010). We began at 8:30am and shot right through till 5pm. But it wasn’t your average photo ..not that I would know what a average photo shoot is like .lol... This shoot was fun and energetic. It was similar to the vibe at the Special K photo shoot. The girls had spunk the photographer had style and Raymond, Tanya, Lizette and their crew had great energy helping us get in and out of our dresses.

The whole experience was like playing dress up except this time you had a real hairdresser, makeup artist and got to wear super beautiful and quality styled dresses. No it was more like a fairytale ….were we were each different types of Cinderella’s with the Fairy godmothers being Lizzet and Raymond. The lights were on us, the bling was on us. If I was a bride to be I would have struggled to pick which dress would be mine. They all had such unique detail. Some dresses were simple and elegant and others were extravagant and sassy.

Being in front of the camera required confidence which at first I was scared I wouldn’t have…because 1. My braids ssooo needed to be taken out and 2. I was almost as sick as a dog. But somehow somewhere I got the energy to smile and pose. My advice for those of you who may ever go to a photoshoot. ..... try to stop taking yourself too seriously and relax…if it’s a bad photo they can take it again. For me I would pretend like it was a Vogue photo shoot and I was a some big shot model who travelled on first class to shoot here.. and there was no time to be SICK. ….even though I was far from a Vouge Model …it helped me relax J. But I also tried to be myself…because the camera can see that too...there is a fine line between fake and genuine smiles. Being yourself also helps you enjoy the whole experience because its fun…Relax…dance… pretend the camera is not there and you are just in the bathroom naked making yourself laugh. ….Oh there is a word of advice - If you ever feeling down…take all your clothes off and dance in front of the mirror….ITS Hilarious!

But like any fairytale the ball had to end so when 5pm came we all turned into pumpkins, out of the beautiful dresses and back into the scummy cloths we arrived in. If you are looking for a wedding dress…please stop by Perfect Bridal Gown on Beyers Naude, Johannesburg. You are sure to have a wonderful experience and find a equally beautiful dress. Or just call them at 011-794-7101 and book an appointment

The Opening of Mamma Mia

If you are debating about going to watch Mamma Mia….stop debating and just go and experience it for yourself. I was never a Mamma Mia fan, although I knew a lot of the song, I just found the movie really boring and really didn’t have any particular excitement for it. But this all changed after watching the musical last night at the Teatro Theater at Montecasino.

Since I wasn’t too hyper about attending the opening of Mamma Mia I felt a bit out of place because the opening is usually when you get the real fans of a show and also happens to be when all the famous people show up. I rocked up in an African dress that was older than me and flip flops, I wasn’t a fan and for sure wasn’t famous. He he he but we still got pictures taken as if we were famous.

The show was fantastic, the energy, the vibe, the colours and the characters all screamed Mamma Mia. I sat next to a gay couple and it actually was kinda funny coz I could tell the guys just wanted to get up and dance and show his flamboyant side. Avon and I didn’t hesitate…we sang out loud where we could and jived when we could. By the end of the night the whole room was just giving it their best moves and voices, and the guys next to me were busting moves with us .

I don’t want to give too much away about the show….but my favourite part was the dancing. It wasn’t your typical ladida dance from a musical because they added a bit of local moves here and there which really got the crowd laughing. My favourite character was the shuga mom because although she was older she was busting moves like no mans business.

Even though I enjoyed it I could see how the show could have certain people putting it on their …not to whatch list. As the main story lies around the whole idea that a daughter who doesn’t know who her father is since her mom was a bit of a wild one in her days. The characters go from gays, to shuga moms and the songs and gestures are can be a bit sexual. But as is life really and the people you meet on your way through life and trying to understand it.

I enjoyed the show because it put a lighter heart on a pretty serious situation. I mean imagine if you didn’t know who your dad was, or if you were the Mother who’s past came to haunt you, or the dad who didn’t know if he really was the dad. The light heartedness of the show is probably what a lot of people need, when the drama’s of life come their way.

Not only does the show lift you up I think a lot of people could relate to someone in the show. It wasn’t just some HOT cast of youthful people (but note there are some good looking girls and guys), but there were old and young, happy the sad, sexy and not so sexy, lovers and haters, married and divorced, gays and the straights, crazy and serious, black and white….characters. And each character played their role exceptionally well. …When you watch it just look at each character even if they are not in the spot light.

After watching the show I left the theatre realising why people loved Mamma Mia so much. If you go and watch it you will find that it is so hard to be in a bad mood after. When we left people where humming and dancing as they walked out. …Mamma Mia Here I go again….. Just watch it guys and see and feel for youselves!