september season

A few weeks ago I just got a wedding invitation from my high school friend. And then last week I got news that my junior high school friend just got a baby. It’s like everyone has their own fairy tale happy ending in their life. Me? I’m just contemplating my life, should I watch Fantastic Beast or doing chores because my dorm really needs a deep clean. Actually I got a little ‘shaky’ feels when I heard the news. I really happy for them, finally find the soul mate, a baby in the age before 28 or 30ish. But, have you ever wonder what it feels like your life without all of those in the age 30, and could you be happy living your life? Me, I don’t know. I mean, I kinda enjoy my life. I always become a third wheel whenever I hang out with my friends. I don’t mind at all (as long as they not being cheesy and tacky romantic in front of me). But in the term of love, am I believer or cynical? Neither of those. I do believe in love is pure, love is kind, love is relentless, love is bla bla b

Hey fellow readers. It’s been a while. I don’t know what happened to me, this mood swing totally messed me up. Maybe I just need a vacation, a quick one. I became moody, flat, boring, and little cranky. But I won’t let that stays on me and changes me. I have another story, a good one. So my friend asked me to go to a trunk show with him. I was shock and screamed out loud (well I’m squeaking in reality ). I didn’t wanna miss this chance again. No matter what happen, I have to be there and watch the show. So when the day came, I took a day off from work (sorry for not sorry to my boss). I was so excited, preparing my look and everything. What should I wear? What's gonna be my style? Is it too much accessories? Is it to simple or casual? Am I gonna look cheap or ugly? Will I get arrested by fashion police because my outfit is way too outdated and cheap? Will I get the judging look from other fashion blogger or fashion socialite in the crowd? I became overthinking (again), and to ma

Okay folks, let’s talk about JFW 2016 (OMG, I’m freaking love it). So this year, I actually got invitation JFW from my friend.  He unfortunately couldn’t attend to some shows, and offered me his tickets, and I couldn’t get more excited. I was like a toddler that just got his first Christmas present. After all this time, I finally got a chance to see JFW in real life. I don’t give a damn whether it is VIP or RVSP  ticket, it’s still a shining golden ticket for me. I don’t mind at all even if I’m just gonna stand in the corner, I still attending JFW 2016, btw. So I met him at the coffee shop around Gandaria, his name is Edwin (Go check his blog here ). We talked about fashion, lifestyle and everything. He opened up my eyes and explained to me as a writer I should be more neutral. You know that I’m always being judgmental bitch in reviewing JFW. He said that I can’t say ugly or that designer has a terrible design and taste just because I don’t like their collection. Every designer has

Some people say you need one whole week to cry (while singing sad sappy cheesy love song), a day of screaming out of lungs and bunch of beer to fix a broken hearted (and lots of rebound sex). Me as a virgin broken hearted person, I don’t know what to do. I spend a full week crying, and then continue with no eat for two weeks and then I shut myself out from my friend and my parents for nearly a month. That’s how I solve my broken hearted case.   Finally one of my best friends picking me up from the gutter of sorrow and miserable. He gave me a harsh and brutally honest advice. And then I come clean my mom and my dad willing to help me. I am starting to get back on my feet. I am starting to search a job, especially in fashion magazine. I don’t care even if I work as admin again in the company. and then a few weeks later I got call for interview, no it’s not from fashion magazine. But I believe it will lead me to some way that eventually helping me to achieve my dream. Even in it

I’m sorry readers. It’s been a while since the last post. Seems like I’ve been disappeared for almost a year. I don’t mean to but there were a lot of things happened to me in this year (I hope I can make it ‘till December, cross fingered). I guess this year is not my year. Although my life is quite dull every year but I always review my biggest achievement among my dull life (yess I have a lowest expectation in my life, so little things can make me happy and proud of myself). Last year my biggest achievement is living in Jakarta (I guess, LOL). So in the new year, fresh start, and fire burning spirit, (I think) I could spread my wings and learn to fly in the sky, but damn I just got shit from another bird who flew above me (shit happens), yup. I started this year with a good and smooth life. I worked as Administrator (admin), yup I know this is the first shit that I had to starting this year. I know, I should be working as designer in some kinda fashion industry. I sent my c