A Little More

It's an endless summer dream wriggle upon the warm souther wind...

twitch the lonely soul to be gently awaken from their forever little hive.

My eyes is slowly opened.

Where am I?

I remember walked a long, long path...

through the thick humid shade of misty trees,

with trust on my heart, smiling to the nomadic wind.

"Come by me," the zephyr whispered a yearning greet, that time, "... your wrath would be healed

and your lonesome nights should be destroyed...

I'll walk you to your melodious sanctuary - far, faraway beneath the singing clouds."

And so I ran...

And fell.

And slept.

Now I must be lost, an inner voice floating on mind. I must be lost somewhere...

These twigs are threatening and those creepy voices exalt my fear.

Hey, majestyc air, would you blow me back home?

.....

There's no answer.

No one there.

No one there.

I've been left alone... with lurid creatures lurk in the dark.

By this nowhere place, nothing else but luminous butterflies,

I should scratch a narrow trail back home...

Alone.

My dears,

I'm not going anywhere.

This will be a long overdue collide...

Just a little more wait.

Indonesian Batik On Runway

Just a quick good news for my country! I accidentally saw this spring 2010 collection by Dries Van Notes... and caught some familiar local patterns. It's our Indonesian batik cloth applied on the clothes! What a happy little news. These are definitely not the common way of dressing on batik for most Indonesian, but few days ago (on October 2nd) UNESCO had officially selected Indonesian Batik as one of the World's Intangible Cultural Heritage, written off in a list together with other recognized-cultural pride from other countries - which made me, as other Indonesian also, feel proud and glad - so this not-so-coinsidence fact that I just saw on Style.Com is a small beautiful addition to our country's happiness. Or me, personally.

Well, being brought to the international runway make the pattern application is a bit and lot different from the basic or genuine one (that originally made by hands - it's a wax-resistant dyeing technique used to create the pattern... but due to the modern advances of textile industry, we also have 'printed-batik' made by the fabric machines, like those on the picture above, I believe)... If I should choose, I like the handmade cloth better since it has the old, classic and more traditional sense. But still a good news to hear! Even these kind of outfit on the photos are not vintage, not so my-signature-style taste, and I wouldn't be dare enough to wear such colours, but these are another side of beauty. And it brought my national heritage to the world! <3

(written in a rush from a little corner of my favorite coffeshop downtown)

Shared Happiness

It's probably too late to write any posts about summer. Everyone in the northern part of the earth is celebrating the coming of fall... which is, happened to be my favorite season, with all the romantic warm colour euphoria and illuminated leaves spreaded over the sidewalk. Sadness come by the fact that I live in a tropical land, with 365 days of bright sunlight and murky night time... No fall, no winter, no autumn, no summer. We talk about raining and dry seasons here. Am I envious? In many chats and shout-outs, seems like I did. The mainstream fashion industry are spreading the glory of four-season collection dichotomy. I'm the one who also was temped by the persuasion... But to feel deeper, I shouldn't have complained since the first time. This is the diversity of the world we're all living, with the sporadic beauty, including the hometown I lived in... And it's too bad to feel dissatisfied - fall won't come anyway, so what's about to change? I still have the awareness to sense every little beauty of the earth - so what's not to love? Loving the fall and its grace won't be stopped by the geographical barriers or else. It's the feeling instead of experiencing... I won't complain anymore. I'll just be grateful for the development of information and communication technologies that allow me to see the other part of the world, playing the depictions out on my imagination, and ended with the possesed, shared happiness. Yes, indeed - Fall is about shared happiness and dreams for me. I can't really relate it to my real life, but still able to get connected with the imaginary senses. So everyone who lives in such country like me, let's be grateful for our wonderful forever daylight, as it also have beauty... and for my lovely friends there in the western countries who are preparing the fall moments... may your fall will be glorious! Below are my 'summer' memories captured on film. Pretty beach, luxurious wave, thin-clothed dresses... and a friendship.

What do I remember most about summer?

The beautiful sun, shining majestically in the sky,

warm - sometimes boiling - heatwaves gently caress my body...

bright mystify skies expanded over my head,

beautiful bright colour of anyone's favorite dresses?

One thing I only know for sure ... summer never have an end, here.

(all words & picture by me)

Remedies for Your Holy Curiousity - Part 1

Fellas! I'm going to make a sequence of Q&A post - since my answers are commonly quite long to give you the whole details, and to avoid that you'll be tired easily when you should read such a long long post. So... this is all about me, little by little. Enjoy!

What is your favourite outfit that you always feel beautiful in no matter what?

I will feel beautiful, or most beautiful, when I’m comfortable with my outfits and still able to do anything I like – and just being my own self, my whole self without any pretending. For me, beauty needs honesty, so I’m always trying not to be fake. And I believe it works! The first thing in my mind everytime I open my closet is that I should feel comfy enough with anything I wear – then automatically the sense of beauty will come along. I think my favorite outfit so far are dress and flats. They’re just like my to-go items. I prefer to be simple and often need to be dressed up quickly (since I always in hurry – miss clumsy clumsy), so dresses and flats are my favorite one. They’re light and easy to wear, not hard to be paired with, and allow me to move freely (and yes, the flats help a lot for such hyperactive manner).

What are your favourite girls names?

Karna. I like the name ‘Karna’ since I was a little junior-school girl – it’s a Sanskrit name (I’m Indonesian and many Indonesian words are originally transformed from the Sanskrit, or Sanskerta roots, so I’m sort of familiar with the Sanskrits), and I used this name for the female leading role on my forever-never-end novel. I think I’ve mentioned that I love writing... well, I have a novel script that continually growing and changing since I was in the junior school and I, inconsistently, never really have a strong commitment or enough time and desire to get to the end. Probably because I love writing this story so much that I would be sad to reach the end, LOL. I always imagine if I were born as somebody named, or called Karna. And how I will selfish-ly give this name to my daughter someday (or son – because this name is possible for male too – and I like because it’s not so girly girly). This name means eternal light of truth.

What are the most special words for you?

What a hard question! I love learning language and linguistics, so picking words is obviously not my best ability. If I can just pick, I will say... Eery. Not so many people understand and use this word around me – it is astrange word, indeed. But Eery is something that could explain a bit of my personality or interest of the whimsical, melancholic sense of beauty. Eery itself is an adjective and it approximately means inspiring a feeling of fear, strange, and frightening in a romantic way. Eery is also quite close with my fashion aspirations – the Vintage Fashion – and my old soul inside. Mentioning eery will give me some contemplation of feelings – sad, curious, gloomy, grace, majesty... Like seeing an old, abandoned house in a remote surrounding when the cloudy skies covering the area and bring the misty air to the surface. I think it’s somehow beautiful and romantic in a sad, lonely way. So glorious.

If you could experience being anything in the world for a day, what would you be?

I will be a fairy – wearing my white luminous tube dress with blue, pink, yellow and green pastel shades all over my body and luster-y transparent wings on my backbone. I could fly anywhere – and choose whether I want to be seen or keep invisible from the human beings and other creatures. I wake up in the morning morning from my soft ovary bed in my sunflower house, bring my loony colourful bucket and spread the magical stardust over the flower and plants – it is the powerful spirit and energy that was abstracted from the universe that will keep them alive. I will sing along by the noon with the other fairies in the heart of our thick, humid forest, accompanied by the mighty unicorns and mermaids by the side of their illuminated crystal pond. In the evening I will fly away to greet other magical creatures - from the kind witches and their black cats to the wise old trees in the southern land. I probably will blow the happiness wind for any deserved humans that I meet on the way, to make sure that they will have a beautiful day. And last, after having a enormous dinner with all the fairy village members, I would fly alone again to kiss the grasses who has enliven the party with their wonderful whisperer choirs and hugs the animals who always welcoming the fairies to sleep in their land-pit to get some warmth when the frosty night coming. Everyone will say a sweet farewell for me, and I will go back to my fluffy bed... to be vanished as the sprinkles of rain and incarnated as a mediocre human again.

What word describes you?one word only.

A word that could describe me... Quaint, if I can choose. I’m an old soul, but still cheerful enough on walking on my days and can be beautiful in my own way. It can also represent my fashion taste, my way of thinking, my two-sided personalities and my attitudes inclination.

Nah, I think five question are sufficient for now. I'm having a mid-term exam since last monday, and will be pretty confused with the assignments again (yeehaaw!), so wish me my best luck during this terrible two weeks! Will be missing you - but I'll always be back. Hugs!