Saturday, December 5, 2015
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Monday, November 9, 2015
Beginilah, suntuk skripsian mari menulis hal lain yang tidak berbau skripsi.
Kali ini gue mau ngomongin one of my most prized possesion, my books.
|a glimpse of my library|
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Sunday, October 11, 2015
So when I paid a visit to Sephora at Plaza Indonesia, I stood over at Marc Jacobs' collection shelf for sometimes, swatching a few things. And I. FELL. HEAD OVER HEELS. WITH. THIS. BEAUTY. RIGHT HERE.
|Marc Jacobs Style Eye-Con No. 7 Plush Shadow in The Lolita 206|
my editing skill sucks. but hey it's something ain't It?
Saturday, September 26, 2015
|picture taken from here|
|taken from here|
I think it's all for now, I sure have many more but I'll break it down to couple posts!
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
|yay for clear tube!|
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
I am such a judgmental bitch.
I judge, yes I do. A lot.
I am quick to put people aside.
And once you're on "that side", good bye. Chances are, I will never like you. Ever.
Yes, I am that sure.
Because I am such a judgemental selfish bitch.
Monday, July 20, 2015
Friday, July 10, 2015
Aku jatuh cinta.
Setiap pagi ketika melepasmu, aku ingin menjerit tak rela. Di kantor saat aku tenggelam dalam pekerjaan aku terus teringat kamu. Betapa hangatnya berada dalam pelukanmu. Betapa halus dan lembutnya kamu mengelus kulitku. Betapa aku tidur amat nyenyak sejak ada kamu.
Sejak aku melihatmu pertama kali, aku langsung jatuh cinta. Pembawaanmu yang simpel. Kamu anggun dan kamu klasik. Aku ingin memilikimu.
Kamu tahu, apa yang membuatku senang bersama kamu?
Kamu membuat aku merasa kecil dan muda. Kamu hangat dan membuatku merasa aman. Aku senang memelukmu dan aku selalu ingin bersama kamu. Seandainya kamu bisa ikut aku kemana saja aku mau.
Sekarang jam 21:58. Aku lelah dan sudah dalam pelukan hangatmu.
Selamat tidur, sayang.
An Ode to My Lovely Sweater
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
When I have my own place,
I will invite my friends. One group at a time.
(Yes, I am blessed with so many friends from many different circles)
I will serve them iced tea in a clear pitcher
Fragrant from the lemon slices
As they chat over the iced tea,
I will be busy preparing appetizer. Cutting, assembling, presenting.
As they munch on the appetizer, I move forward to start cooking main course. Stirring, checking, flipping, shaking.
And I will serve them a garden in a big wooden bowl, fresh and crunchy.
And I will fill their plate with creamyness, juicyness, and umami.
((Refilling the iced tea))
As we chat about life, love, work, career, family, philosophy,
I will be scooping and plating
Smooth, rich, decadent.
Good time with good friends. I can taste it. I can feel it. I can smell the flowers in the vase I put on top of the fridge. I can feel the heat radiate from a good friend. I can feel the tingling; I want to laugh at the yet unknown joke at the time.
Ah, life. I can't wait to embrace you.
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
I dream of flying into the vast blue horizon.
I dream of jumping into the arms of the loved ones.
I dream of floating around like seeds of dandelions during summer.
I dream of hugging myself in your loose sweater.
I dream of being lifted off my feet by joy,
I dream of being held.
I dream to be dainty and delicate
I dream to be fragile;
I dream to be breakable;
And only then, I can begin to trust you.
Sunday, May 31, 2015
|come on. like seriously? SO DAMN PRETTY.|
I remembered how I separated ways with my three friends, mainly because they wanted to take pictures with all those flowers, and I just had no patience to move that slow just to take picture. So I went on my own, with my camera, capturing all those lovely flowers in all their own glory in frame.
|in the CNY theme|