Monday, May 9, 2011

Hello, World!

I have no say as why I've been away from the blogging sphere. I am just plain lazy.
So, this is my most recent photo.

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(by recent I mean 2 months ago :D)

h&m white shirt | levi's jeans | little things she needs pumps


These are photos I took right after I opened my eyes in the morning, haven't even rolled out the bed to drink or pee :p. I thought, yeah, I am gonna put on my red shoes and take pictures of them. These photos are also from few months ago.

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(by the way, the book I was holding in one of the photos was one of my most recent favorite books titled Bad Girl by a noble prize winner Mario Vargas Llosa. If you like literature, this book is a must-read)



Now what about some photos from a year ago? :p

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h&m stripe shirt | skirt (forgot the brand) | made to order shoes | kate spade clutch



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no brand dress | zara faux leather jacket | guess boots

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

If Only I Could Sing, I Want To Be A Rockstar!

I just submitted an entry to another contest recently. The theme of the contest is either Edgy or Dreamy. Since I always put a touch of edginess in almost everything I wear, I might as well pick the first theme. Here are the photos I submitted (and more):


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oneandahalf top || h&m skinny pants || zara leather jacket || h&m necklace || little things she needs studded clutch || guess boots


If you like this style of mine, you could rate me here

Thanks, people :)


Thursday, April 8, 2010

A Voucher Well Spent

Nothing beats shopping for free, eh? That's what I think. Ifinally spent the shopping voucher I received from winning the Chino Contest from Banana Republic Indonesia.
To be quite honest, BR isn't my style at all. They're too classic for my taste. As I recall, I only have one piece of BR clothing in my closet, i.e short double breasted wool coat. That's all. But hey, although I wasn't too fond of their style, but I was so sure they had something for me in the store.

So, here what I spent my voucher on in BR store:

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Banana Republic Pants and Tanks || Kenzie Wedges || GAP Belt || Foxy Lady Polkadot Scarf



Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Live In Chino Contest

No excuse for my long hiatus.

Recently Banana Republic Indonesia in collaboration with Fashionese Daily held Live In Chino Contest, where people can submit photos of their best styles wearing chino, then others can vote. While I didn't get the most vote (didn't feel like mobilizing votes), I did win the contest :D. I received a shopping voucher, which I have spent yesterday.

Here is the photo I submitted:

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From Work to Play With Chino


victoria's secret chino safari-look blazer and shorts || h&m white tee || gap brown belt || h&m necklace || aldo shoes || zara hat || unbranded bag


p.s.: thanks to those who voted for me in the contest :)





Friday, December 11, 2009

the leopard in me

okay, this is really bad. these photos i am about to post here were taken at the jakarta fashion week 09 that took place few weeks ago. jakarta fashion bloggers have put up their photos at the day of or at least few days after the event, but i have to wait till now. sorry....

anyway, i got the chance to come to some shows. although i had the chance to come to all shows if i wanted to, thanks to fashionesedaily for providing me with tickets. but due to my rather busy schedule at that time, i could only attended 2 days of show (which consisted of several shows from different designers) and the closing party, which was really fun!

from some shows i attended, i took so much pride with the cleo runway show, which presented young talented local designers. their designs were really a breath of fresh air. unique, quirky and very well thought. a friend said that their designs were copying international household names (in fashion industry), but i should say that i didn't see it in that way. and if i may say, a design is a result of a thinking process, in which it involves elements of seeing, feeling and imagining. And don't forget, the market has a very big influence in the designs of many designers. for instance, since a season or two ago, many designers have used studs, excessive shoulder pads and fringes (and many other elements) in their designs. of course in different unique ways. does that mean they copy each other or they got the same exact inspiration at the same exact time?

but again, what do i know? i don't work in the fashion industry nor do i pay extensive attention to it. i may be wrong :D

the point is, here are the photos of what i wore at the closing party of jakarta fashion week *grin*:


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wearing: GAP black tanks || wetseal back mini skirt || h&m black cape || f21 belt || unbranded leopard tights || melissa red velvet booties || f21 bangle

p.s.: sorry for the bad quality photos.


by the way, i have now snatched a few pieces of clothing being showcased in cleo fashion show. and because they were of young designers, prices were very reasonable. woohooo!!!



Sunday, December 6, 2009

just a thought

many people think that fashion has something to do with high end designer items. so we've seen people wearing head-to-toe branded items. some do work, some don't work at all, and some even look completely like a walking advertisement.
to me, fashion is not always about expensive designer items. because cheap stuff and a good taste could make a good fashion. no?! if you're lucky to be able to afford designer items, then mixing it in your style will certainly be a nice touch. it's always nice to see a mix of street style and runway style that works. your ability to do so that matters not how expensive the stuff you're wearing.

as for myself, i still don't have the gut to shell out thousands of dollar on high end designer duds. i still prefer to use the money for something more useful. that's for now at least. perhaps, if i have lots of money that i don't need to make spending priority anymore, than it might be a different story *grin*

enough rambling. here are some photos of what i wore sometimes ago:

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wearing: f21 dress || guess black boots || f21 silver bangle

Sunday, November 29, 2009

these boots are made for walking


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wearing: coconut island 'boys smell bad' tee || h&m black shorts || zara boots || h&m black multi strands necklace || kate spade green bag


yes, these boots are really made for walking. they're so comfy that i literally wear them almost everyday since i got them 3 weeks ago.

oh by the way, i am still in jakarta. there are a lot of happenings in my life and i have a stock of photos of what i wore, just haven't gotten around to posting them. hopefully will do it soon.


Wednesday, November 4, 2009

dress code: black

ta-daaaaa!!!! i am in indonesia now. landed last thursday and unsurprisingly didn't suffer from jetlag. since i got here, i did not really go out and about, although i did have some chances to see some friends and to attend some events. two of them were being a gathering of fashionesedaily at a mall here in Jakarta on last saturday, and my good friend's wedding on the same day.

the gathering had a dress code of black. so put on this head to toe black outfit with a little touch of red on my lips.



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wearing: GAP black tanks || bebe black skirt || h&m black cape || h&m black tulle leggings || guess black boots


did you notice something wrong with the pictures? look closely. my head looks soooo big. okay, i do have a big head but not that big (i think) :D. it's a camera distortion. the photos were taken using a wide lens pocket camera at its widest range of lens. oh well...

by the way, today was the first day of training (which is what I am here for). everything went well, the trainees were all very good to work with. but i still have eight more days to go. hopefully it will go smoothly and wonderfully and be beneficial for the trainees, as well as for me.






Saturday, October 24, 2009

good news come when you least expect it!

it's sometimes true, isn't it? and it's my turn to experience it.

i just got back here in NYC around a little over a month ago, but two weeks after i got back here an email landed on my email account. a netherland-based NGO that has been my client since almost a couple of years ago offers me a training job in jakarta. it's actually a continuation of a training i did for them several months back. and of course they will be paying for everything. how could i turn down such offer? a training for a great cause, an opportunity to be in Indonesia again, and a well-paid job *grin*. the training is only for 9 days, but i might as well extend my stay right?! since they will have another training (for their other department) in the coming month as well, and they will for sure want me to do it as well :D.
so, friends in Indonesia (Jakarta to be exact), you'll be seeing me again sometimes soon. very soon.

here i have some photos of me that were taken around a month ago when i went to Boston to visit a friend who resides there and two friends who came all the way from Jakarta to the US. we went to wrentham outlets, where my friends unleashed their shopping craze.


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gotta get some dunkin' donuts in Maryland :D

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wearing: h&m black shirt || f21 red plaid jacket || h&m black skinny pants || aldo boots || h&m chain necklace


while i am at it, i'd like to apologize to all of you for not being able to visit your blogs. i've been tied up with work. i am working on manual books (yup, not just one but two manuals!) for the training and i am behind the deadline. i seriously couldn't really do anything else but work work and work. i am literally glued to my couch and laptop right now that i don't even have the chance to see the light of day. i promise, once i finish this manuals, i will blog walking again to see y'all.


Saturday, October 10, 2009

dance with my father again*

It has been almost a month since I last updated my blog or visited your blogs. Last time I said that I was back to the blogsphere in full force , but turned out I wasn't. I plead guilty to that. I am a repeat offender, since it was not the first time I did this :).

Anyway, yesterday was the 6th year of my beloved father's passing. I thought that I would be at ease after several years. But I wasn't, although it's so much easier than the first three years after he died. I was basically in a constant grieve at that time. I kept looking for an answer if I have made him happy. Every single night I hope he would come to my dream and tell me the answer I was looking for. But for almost three year he never did. But just few days before the 1000th day commemoration of his death (people in Indonesia hold ceremony to send prayer for the dead on 7th day, 40th day, 100th day, 1000th day of the passing) he came to my dream. He didn't say anything, he just smiled. I cried in my dream, and real tear came down my cheek. I woke up soaking wet and cried like I never cry before. I don't believe in dream. I have chosen since a long time ago to believe what Sigmund Freud stated in The Interpretation of Dreams, that dreams were a reflection of human desires and were prompted by external stimuli. But that time I wanted to believe otherwise. I wanted to believe that it was real, not just a reflection of my desire. That he did come to me and talk to me.
For once, I beseech my own permission not to go with my intellectual process of thinking. For once, I wanted to allow myself to believe in my dreams and all the superstitious things that tag along. So I could end the long journey of finding the answer. And I felt content.

Now, although I've accepted the reality that he's not here with us anymore, but I still couldn't help but feeling of loss every time I think about him. I couldn't help but missing him. Yesterday, my two sisters posted childhood photos of us and him on their Facebook. And for the first time I could look at the pictures without feeling sad or grieve. I smiled. A big smile. I cherish the beautiful memories I had with him.

But then I saw my mom's status on her Facebook, how she misses my dad so bad. That really torn me apart....

By the way, my younger sister and I, always pay a visit to Pier 17 every year on the commemoration of my dad's passing and put flowers there and my sister would pray. Our father's body was cremated and his ashes were scattered on the sea. So we think it's only appropriate to visit an open water to remember him. Open water connects to each other, right? Today, we went to Pier 17. And I get the chance to have my sisters took some pictures of me.


Here they are


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wearing: h&m striped shirt, black shirt, cardigan || F21 black balloon skirt || h&m black leather gloves || unbranded tights || aldo grey buckled boots || kate spade green canvas bag


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Dance With My Father - Luther Vandross

Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me and then
Spend me around till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved

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If I could get another chance
Another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I'd love love love to dance with my father again

Verse 2:
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me(yeah, yeah)
Then finally make me do just what my momma said
Later that night, when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me

Chorus:
If I could steal
One final glance
One final step
One final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I'd love love love to dance with my father again

Verse 3:
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
I'd hear how my mother cried for him
(2x) I'd pray for her even more than me

I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she' s dying to dance with my father again

Every night I fall asleep
And this is all I ever dream