Ruby Plettenberg Bay Whore ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

So, check it—I’m a Virgo, right? We see shit others miss. Like, in *Zodiac*, when Jake’s all “I need to know who he is,” that’s me with “whore.” I’m obsessed! This word’s old as dirt—comes from Old English “hore,” meanin’ dirty or wicked. Ain’t that wild? Back then, it was just a vibe, no shame. But then, boom, patriarchy rolled in, made it a weapon. Pisses me off! Why’s a woman’s power always gotta be dragged? I’m like, “Nah, we flippin this script!”

Reasons to visit Plettenberg Bay

The Robberg Nature Reserve is a beast. Its trails twist like a mind-bend. They say nature heals, but it also shouts, “You merely adopted the dark!” I often pause there, starin’ at the endless ocean. It’s mad, it’s raw, and oh so liberating.

Dogs on leashes compulsory for Plett beaches