Not me, but my baby sis
She was 14 or so at the time - she's a year and a half younger than me. (We come from South Africa.) Anyway, the national radio station, 5fm, had an under18 rave that was held at all the major cities. Tickets cost, like, a month's pocket money and planning of outfits, how to sneak in alcohol, etc. began months in advance.

Well, it was the second annual "MTNChirpparty" and my sister and I went in a big crowd of girls (all hoping to snag an unsuspecting lad or two) dressed to the nines and looking like precocious little slags, to be quite honest.

Now try to understand, these raves were the highlight of our then under18 years, with some 40 000 fellow juveniles, laser lights, big screens, local celebs, the works; Photographers going through the crowds all night, with kids everywhere hoping to feature on the radio station's website (note: most hit site in the coutry! www.5fm.co.za ; check it out!)...

My sister almost fell over when she was asked to be photographed, but due to our country's racially-loaded past (we won't go into that now) you understand, photographs had to represent more than one demographic. Cue My sis and her friend posing with to two indian guys, complete strangers.

We didn't think much of it, I even got a couple of photo's on the site myself, just my friends and I, though.

Imagine our confusion the next day when family and friends start calling us; "I didn't know Nikki had an indian boyfriend?" The photo was in the forking Sunday Times, quite large actually, with a close-up of Nikki and said stranger looking very cosy indeed! They made it look like they were together, but the caption provided the first time she even learnt his name. They didn't even spell her name right!

B3st3rds.

1st post!!! Whoooo!
Sorry so short.
(formerly wierdcokechick is now a mom and hasnt touched any '2nd rate charlie' in months., Wed 16 Feb 2005, 11:13, Reply)