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Sarie is a South African women's magazine, written in Afrikaans. It is published by Media24, and is their oldest publication for women, first published in 1949 under the title Sarie Marais.
Based in Cape Town, it is the most popular publication of its type in South Africa.
The magazine seeks to "inspire" its readers (its motto is my inspirasie, "my inspiration") in their lifestyle by informing them about the latest fashion, beauty tips, recipes, health and other subjects relating to its readers.
The editor of Sarie is Michelle van Breda.
Usage examples of "sarie".
In dreams Sarie still lives, whatever the horror of the place she walks.
She had that incredible face but both her hips and breasts were slightly heavier than Sahra’s had been and she was ill-kempt, something Sarie never was, even in the worst of times.
I had wondered that a few times myself before Sarie and I fell in love.
And Sarie sure didn’t wait any year after Danh died to get interested in me.
Particularly after Grandmother announced that it was fated that Sarie take a foreign lover.
I had a snack and a nap and a dream about Sarie before I got back to work.
Then I was in a dark, cold, terrible place I was meant to believe was where Sarie went when I was not there to pull her into the light.
I jumped upstairs, to the apartment, where my mother-in-law and Sarie were doing housework, concluding the day.
I had heard enough to know where I stood, where Sarie stood and where my faithful companion Thai Dei stood.
In fact, now that I knew what they had done to me and Sarie, I found myself becoming more formal and courteous.
I had tried some to teach Sarie to read but she had not picked up much.
Guys like me never stop loving their Saries but other people do fall out of love when there is a lot of stress for a long time.
Softly, just to be a pain in the ass, I whistled an air Sarie liked to hum when she was happy.
I got to wing my way away through curtains of darkness back to those gaunt and wonderful days when first I met my Sarie, then before that, where I met my own ghost and joined it in a tour of the besieged city.
I have vague recollections of Sarie and a trivial brush with a Soulcatcher as eager to avoid me as I was to avoid her.