Cape Town - Owners of luxury Cape Town properties are set to break into the money club over the period of the 2010 Soccer World Cup with rental prices set to triple, to the delight of luxury home owners.

So says Ric Meulemans, director of www.capetown-direct.com and owner of 2 luxurious villas he successfully rents in Constantia.

We chatted to Ric about the price increases of property rentals and whether people will be willing to pay such high prices considering the current economic climate worldwide, which finds itself unstable riding on the back end of of high oil prices.

“Well essentially the people that these properties cater towards are more interested in the quality of the rental, money is a secondary consideration. They will not be affected like most of the population with regards to oil hikes. You must remember that these people are coming from overseas, so the exchange rate is highly in their favour, and in their countries they are already wealthy, so factor in the exchange rate and they are basically royalty in Cape Town”

“Looking at our rental options, our villas are top of the line properties situated in the finest areas of Cape Town such as Hout Bay, Constantia and Camps Bay. We aren’t marketing houses in Kenilworth, we are selling movie star living in elite suburbs” Said Ric

Lambo or Ferrarri? Lambo or Ferrari? No, let’s get the Lear jet

“We are targeting the top end of the market and our villas are top tier places. You are paying for exclusivity and if our guests want a butler, or a chef from a top restaurant to cook for them, we will organise it for them. If they want bodyguards, or they want to charter a private jet to Plettenberg Bay for the day then we will take care of that. Essentially guests are paying for a professional service and a professional team. If they want to be driven to a wine farm in a Hummer for a wine tasting session, and then dropped back home in a helicopter, we will do it, but obviously it comes at a cost”

“You must remember that these people are used to living like royalty in the finest areas the world has to offer. For them, helicopters are nothing and private jets are their form of transport”

Veuve or Moet? Veuve or Moet? Honey, let’s just buy France

I also asked which would be the most popular areas in Cape Town for rentals.

“Our enquiries are mainly focused around the following areas”, says Ric:

Camps Bay

Hout Bay

Clifton

Constantia

“Another thing that the general public forget is that major corporations will also send their top directors down for the 2010 Soccer World Cup. Let’s say, for example, Coca-Cola decide to send their major directors down to Cape Town for the 2010 Soccer World Cup, they will obviously be looking for top accommodation and will pay no matter what the cost. For these types of companies, this spending is nothing in comparison to their turnover and profits”

“To give you an idea, Carpe Diem, a villa in Camps Bay, could fetch 100k (ZAR) per day come World Cup time”

Ric’s parting quote sums it all up:

“There are no bad times for these clients. Oil can rise to $300 a barrel and they are still going to be drinking Moet at their Clifton villa while a sushi chef prepares their meal and the Lambo sits in the driveway”

Sean Lloyd

Editor

Four things consume my weekends:

1) Shagging supermodels

2) Drinking alcohol

3) Staying in luxury accommodation

4) Dancing

Sean Lloyd: Wednesday Nights: FTV Bar Cape Town

And so I didn’t have too much time to read the newspaper this weekend, but my Butler, Barton (More on him later) delivered me the weekends papers today, Monday 21 July 2008 and insisted I read them. I insisted he bring me a bottle of wine (Which I later spilled on the carpet) while I go about my job of writing and inspiring the Cape Town masses.

I was fairly bored with the news as I actually had no interest in anything in this country if it didn’t have something to do with luxury and excess.

I ended up meandering to page 13 of the Weekend Argus where I cracked wood because there was an article that had blood rushing from my overworked brain directly to my Jack Johnson, which produced a magnificent bone.

I stumbled upon an article entitled “Clubbers combat climate change” with a byline of “Dance floor to generate electricity”

To quote:

“Cape Town clubbers will soon be doing their bit to save the environment by dancing the night away in the world’s second multi-million rand eco-friendly club”

“A ’sustainable’ club will open in the city in September”

“The vibrations caused by dancing bounce off springs in the dance floor into a series of power generating blocks. Through a process known as piezoelectricity, the blocks, which are made of crystals, produce an electric current when squashed.”

The man behind these clubs, which are known as Club4Climate, estimated that if clubbers were to dance vigorously all night, the dance floor could supply about 60% of the club’s electricity needs.

It’s quite a radical idea and personally, I’m amped for it.

The club’s water requirements will be harvested rain water, and instead of a dress code to enter the club, party goers will be required to sign a pledge at the door to help save the environment and fight global warming. The club will also include waterless urinals, solar panels and wind turbines.

Apparently the club will cost more than R60 million to set up.

In my personal opinion, I don’t think this will combat global warming at all. I have been known to heat up to over five times the natural human body temperature whilst dancing. Some people call me the “Sun God” while dancing and I have been known to raise the temperatures of the females in the club to such an extent that they douse themselves in Smirnoff Spin. Some even believe old age is coming on and complain of hot flushes.

Don’t blame me, hater.

The reason most people don’t recognise me in night clubs is because I am sometimes mistaken for John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever.

And the rumour that I have banged 100 runway models in Cape Town?

It’s not a rumour.

But I really believe in this idea and I’m really excited for it to come to Cape Town. I think it’s brilliant that Cape Town is heading on the eco-friendly direction. I personally, even though I am excessive, believe in recycling and helping the environment because Cape Town is running out of landfill space, and the planet is in Dire States (Excuse me, I was listening to Dire Straits on DVD)

I’m hectically excited to try out this club when it opens in Cape Town, and no doubt SLXS will be the first to try it out. I guarantee I can produce as much energy in an hour as Koeberg would produce in a week.

I’m that smoking hot.

I’m really impressed though that Cape Town is seen as a destination for projects like these, as it is something that I am passionate abou, and pretty much recycle anything I can in my house. More on that later…

Sean Lloyd

Editor

Firstly…if you place an order with Fitfuel (Until the end of July), mention SLXS in the comments field and you will receive a free protein bar (Not a protein shot…you are SO naughty!)

Do you want me to spank you my sweet cheeks?

You do?!

Get over here!

Mmmmm lacy lingerie…

Anyway…and more importantly…I was meaning to post this a while back but then it slipped my mind because I was too busy trying to think of what’s her name from the previous night. Then it slipped further into the dark abyss of my fragile mind as people kept on sending me free gifts, alcohol being one of them.

Liquor Ranch gave us enough booze to sink the Titanic for our birthday, and instead of sinking a cruise liner, it’s quite evident we sank ourselves! I can’t remember much of the past two months but from reports it has been a cracker. Sophie won’t stop calling me and it’s evident we have another stage 5 clinger. Abort mission! Assume the foetal position! GET OUT!

So what I was meaning to tell you is that we are giving away a bottle of Veuve Clicquot for our first birthday which was actually on the…Um…I think it was in May actually. And I tell you what, it’s magical stuff! It’s probably around R300 a bottle, R350, I don’t know, it’s not like I pay for it! My body usually rids itself of one bottle at least twice a week. I can’t help that I get given free booze! It’s a side effect of the lifestyle I suppose. In fact it’s more of a side benefit!

Veuve Clicquot: In and around your mouth 

Ok…and I know this might seem like I’m a bit of an idiot, and that I love women…

But…this competition is not actually open to guys. And it’s only open to women in Cape Town. We will have a competition later for guys and we will give away something manly. Like a beer keg. I’m serious. We will. Have I ever lied to you?

For now what we need is for the women to be wide awake. What you need to do is write the words “Happy birthday SLXS” anywhere on your body. We are not judging. If you want to write it on your boobies, or your bum (Front bum included), then so be it. Then take a photo of this, and we will pick our favourite photo and publish it here on SLXS (We won’t mention your name, if you so desire), so do keep that in mind.
What’s more, is that I, accompanied by my partner in crime, Charlie V, will hand deliver the gift, TO YOUR DOOR! I’m not joking. Even more astonishing is that we will deliver it to your work if that is what you desire.

Come on…a bottle of the bubbly(We will throw in a pack of USN Energy Spike to mix it with), two Cape Town guys, and hand delivery(Uh…of the booze). Which means you will get to meet the team behind SLXS. The masters of party. The masters of excess. See what makes us tick. Get inside our minds. See if we really have day jobs. See if we are real. Feel my razor sharp cheekbones. Many chicks would vomit up a Caesar salad for an opportunity like this.

So that is it girls. Get your entries in! You have two weeks so entries close on about the 4th of August.

See you on the town.

Oh yes…just touch it.

What?

Touch it.

Hey?

God you’re beautiful.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

I received an e-mail from an associate that had me quite excited. Being into mountain biking myself (Yes yes…I don’t only drink alcohol) I am intrigued.

USN and New Balance are sponsoring the X-Roads duathlon series which consists of a 5km run and an 18km mountain bike ride, or a 25 km road bike ride and a 2.5km run. From what I understand it’s a run/ bike/ run format(Although I have just had a bottle of red wine)

The flyer says it takes place on 24 August 2008, as well as the 28th of September 2008 and the 2nd of November 2008.

However, more information can be found over HERE at the Atlantic Triathlon Club.

You can also enter HERE on Entrytime.

I think this is a great deal to get you into the summer sporting vibe. I don’t want any of you looking less than your best come summer time, and this sort of exercise places you in an environment of like minded people who want to have fun, be healthy and yet still have a bit of a competitive streak going.

I’m pretty sure there will be a couple of angels in their tight suits as well…not that you should need that to motivate you to exercise…

I’m just saying.

Throwing it out there.

Take it…or leave it. The ball is in your court.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

Sometimes I mention articles, and readers e-mail me asking what is happening with them, and so here I am to update you:

1) I still do have an interview coming up, with someone quite clever

2) We are still giving away a booze prize (Ladies)

3) I am still writing on “Wally” and “Harley”

But as my life is quite busy, important, exciting and fulfilling, sometimes I struggle to fit it all in.

But it’s still all coming up…hush…

Sleep tight child…

I love you…

xxx

Sean Lloyd

Editor 

I absolutely LOVE stories like this one! You might recall sometime ago, some absolute legend was found floating in the sea off the Irish coast, surrounded by, oh..um…R1 billion worth of cocaine! Can you imagine? That must be absolutely hilarious. Rescue crews are used to finding people on trees, or in life rafts, but to be floating on bags of cocaine, you are a special kind of special! (Click HERE for the story)

The Po-Po pleased with a catch of R1 billion!

Anyway, our boy Martin Wanden had been living the true excess lifestyle in Cape Town, but a little bit beyond the usual realms that SLXS might promote. Basically he was this cocaine king and decided that Cape Town would be a nice little point to enjoy his drug money. And Cape Town is a great place to enjoy your money, as we all know. But Martin Wanden had gone overboard and was basically boning his wife fuelled by drug money. I assume he boned his wife…

So they find him, clinging to life on bags of cocaine off the Irish coast. Funny enough, him clinging to life was basically him clinging not to his lavish life of old, but to his new life of taking it up the ass with no lube. Awesome!

It’s funny how quickly things change. I mean just the other day I was having a threesome with some supermodels from Brazil, who were on assignment in Cape Town. Now I’m stuck dating a lousy American supermodel, but I take what I can get.

I think Martin Wanden would rather have died off the Irish coast as high as a kite than die sober in a prison with a staunch one in his zero. I mean that would be my choice…surrounded by cocaine…floating in the ocean with the suns rays beaming down on me…in fact that could have been the perfect way to go. But Martins survival instincts kicked and and he would not give up. I will not die today (I think Leo said this in “The Beach”) Martin Wanden will never go on to star in The Beach like Leo, but he will be the bee-atch who will have some guy in him.

I would have taken gulps of sea water and cocaine and gone peacefully like Leo did in Titanic. Leo even came back to life and got to bone Gisele Bundchen a couple of years later. And then Bar Rafaeli. Sometimes dying just seems like the right option. You might not come back to shag 100 virgins, but two super- supermodels would be fine for me thanks!

To quote the Sunday Times:

“SA authorities hope the luxury home, which boasts a spa-bath, a wraparound terrace with a pool, four-car garage and views of the coast, will fetch around R14 million”

Martin Wanden’s Cape Town house in Llandudno

Martin Wanden’s other lair in Hout Bay, Cape Town

Not too bad Nige! I would buy it and rent it out all year round as a Cape Town villa, you will make some good cash. I was at Villa Lara the other day in Llandudno, and I’m sure that’s a cool R20000 per day. You know…obviously I don’t know too much about Cape Town villas…I’m not really in the industry…but we have connections.

But anyway the house in Llandudno, Cape Town, will be auctioned off on August 8, 2008 at 12h00 by ClareMart auction. The auction will take place on site at 4 Sandy Bay Road Llandudno. The next show date for the property is Sunday 27 July 2008 from 2pm - 5pm.

Funny enough, we hang out in the same areas as Martin Wanden did, to those interested. Click HERE to see Casa del Holiday, where we spend our summers in Llandudno. And click HERE for Villa Sandenbergh, where we host our parties in Hout Bay. RAD!

For more information on the auction of Martin Wanden’s coke lair please click HERE.

I knew you would like to know this, nothing captures the imagination quite like drugs and luxury houses in Cape Town!

Sean Lloyd

Editor

Ok we are doing a few small updates which I probably should tell you about. Nothing hectic at all. As you will see we are adding the various bookmarking widget things, but they are supposed to be at the bottom of each article, but they are on the side of the screen at the moment, not ideal but iBob is on it as I have absolutely no knowledge of this whole business on computers. I just write. And booze.

Also, I should have links on the side of my page, but for some reason they don’t work so I’m adding a page under “Pages” on the left hand column called “What we read”

I must be honest, there are not a lot of blogs that I read. I’m so vain, narcissistic, whatever it is that for a while I only read my articles. I still do. And I still laugh at them and think “If I were a chick reading this, I would want to smash the guy writing these pieces”

So that would be me. You want to smash me.

Anyway here are my choices:

2oceansvibe - This was the first blog I ever read, and still one of my favourite choices. Cape Town, sex, champagne, million rand cars, expensive number plates and plenty of humour, Seth brings the A-game to writing on 2oceansvibe. A pearler of a read and an influence to many blogs, you will see Seth’s style copied on many blogs, and from time to time we will use words, quotes or humour that originated on 2oceans, such is the hilarity of the writing.
Shaun Oakes - I started reading Shaun Oakes after he commented on a post on a site called Joblog many times ago, where I said they were boring. I followed his link, arrived at the home of Cape Town’s favourite son and never left. Shaun’s writing will sometimes leave you with a feeling of “what the hell just happened”, but it is normal for you to feel like that and you should embrace it.

The House of Marketing - I found out about this when Shane commented on one of my posts, followed the link and landed at their brilliant marketing website. I’m not one to follow this marketing vibe at all, and I hate these so called “marketing professionals” and “Web 2.0 professionals” because everyone is suddenly a professional at what they do. There are obviously guys in the field who are good at what they do (Dave Duarte etc), but it seems everyone is a “professional” and an “expert” Just because I studied journalism, I don’t go around calling myself a “Writing expert” or “Writing professional” I’m a writer, that’s what I do.

I also drink.

Anyway, The House of Marketing had me sold at a post they wrote over HERE, mentioning drugs and spit roasts. My type of humour, my type of site!

And those are the only sites I read actually. Those are my daily visits, and between us and them, you will never go a day without something interesting to read and laugh at.

Also, because I can’t live this lifestyle by myself, there is an entourage section in the left column where we will be adding the profiles of the various people who help us every day to make us who we are.

And that is all for the moment, thanks everyone.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

One thing I try to do in my various capacities as the editor of this battleship is to interact amongst the beautiful people of Cape Town, gathering various girls phone number, creating vast networks of contacts and basically just trying to live like a rockstar.

The other night I’m at this house party in Cape Town, chatting to the little angels, mingling, drinking champagne (Ok sparkling wine, we weren’t at that type of party) and this chick is going on about how winter dries out her skin. I didn’t quite know why she was telling me this, because I was about as interested in the conversation as I am in getting acupuncture on my balls.

By this time (I had been there for a couple of hours before her) I was fairly in the swing of things, at least a bottle down and was trying to make my breakaway from her. Make no mistake, she was extremely beautiful, but I was losing interest as more words came out of her mouth.

I was thinking of an escape plan and had planned on doing a ninja bomb. I would say I need to make a phone call, then just leave the party, and rather try again next week at some other party. Suddenly it was as if the Gods had shone a light down on me and I was blessed with this innate knowledge of what women find interesting. All the while I was thinking of this, our girl (What’s mine is yours) had still been jabbering away.