New Routines, New Commitment

Been so lazy to blogging these days. Still. This laziness I can't bear cause I'm too into my office work these days. Have I told you before that I'm already working? Yes, I am. Now I'm working in a motorcycle company which has the  biggest share market in Indonesia Astra Honda Motor. I think somehow I will blog about this stuff. The process of the interview and so on. I hope it helps people to get in to their dream company.

The exciting part is how fulfilling this company are (good wages, transport fee, lunch given and so on, not to mention very near my home) but on the other hand this kind of work somehow don't suits me. I'm currently working in financial related thingy which I can say is not my main interest. You know what is my main interest are. Working with makeups, fashion, work related to people, not data. But somehow I'm still praising my big Dad for giving me this job. He knows whats best for me. The only thing I can do now is hold still, try to give my best as I can and wait for another 7 months.

What will happen 7 months later?

I will write about this, but not now. I'll explain later, promise.

The whole job application and adventure actually are very terrific but I have to hold up for another several months to write about it in my blog because of several reason you'll know.

So, as you know, these days I've been stuck with this kind of new routine. Wake up early, go to work, from 8 to 5, go home tired, nap for half til 1 hour, waking up and exercise (yes, I push myself to exercise everyday), eat and suddenly feel fuckin' tired and didn't have any mood to blog at all. After my dinner, I just feel like only rolling up on my bed, doing crazy cross words, not even think of opening my laptop. There's this thinking once pop up in my head: is it better for me to discontinue my blog? Somehow it's tiring for me to maintain the blog, thinking about what to post, and sadly still no followers, comments if I'm lucky, and so on. Not to mention new exhausting routine that doubles the laziness. So, why matter?

But suddenly I remember that I'm writing this normally for myself, I love writing. I love to express. I love to share. Don't know who'll read this and don't care what will they think about, I will still writing my blog. I do what I like, and I reminded myself to not expect anything from the internet. Haha. Silly me. So, I will keep maintain this blog. This is my present, for me, for my memory. Maybe I'll laugh later in the future reading my older post? How can I be so silly when I was young like this?? Hehehehe.

Feeling that I've been not updating my blogs for 1 week, I feel like I have to write something. whatever it is. In the end I found several photos from last week that haven't been posted. Simply, just another unimportant thing about outfit and looks of the day.

This is my nude look from 2 weeks ago Sunday outing with my friends:

Just applying little BB cream, face powder, brows, eyeliner. and my usual lipstick from Revlon. What unusual is my lashes. Trying new upper lashes I bought from Japan! The result is FUCKING natural I myself can't believe it. The string of the lashes is transparent so its easier to blend in with the eyeliner. Not to mention the smoothness of the lashes, just like real hair. Japanese eyelashes are really on a different level.

Bottom lashes are from Dolly Wink while upper lashes I myself don't know what the brand are. The brand written in Kanji. After all, I bought them only for 100yen for 2 pairs, didn't expect it to be a well known brand. Fuckin cheap but satisfying quality!! Dolly Wink itself are pretty expensive in Japan. You can buy 1 box of 10 pairs of lashes on the same price of only 2 pairs of lashes from Dolly Wink.

I put the lower lashes not exactly on my lower line of eye to make the droopy effect and make my eye bigger.

And this is my outfit. Not a very stylish one. Jakarta makes me concern of the comfort-ness rather than the stylish-ness. Hot weather, poor public transportation, unsafe environment. Looking stylish? Prepare to be picked up inside public transportion, harassed etc. So, white loose shirt and jeans for me!

This is it for today. No more pictures just one for the closing. Ciao! Will be writing again (for myself) soon!

NB: Somehow in another blog, I see that people support each other by saying "nice post, keep blogging!" and similar type of comments. Now I just know that this kind of comments really giving the blogger extra boost up motivation to keep their blog maintained in spite of their busy routines everyday. Blogging, is not as easy as it looks, after all. Need commitment and passion in other way :)

Jakarta Fashion Week 2013

Helloo again friends! I’d like to share some of my experience as an intern in Jakarta Fashion Week 2013 on last November (yes I know it's a little bit late, very late, but somehow I finally managed to get all this photos from my friend just a while ago so I have been able to share all this stuff finally this month, guys. Sorry!!).

Really?????

Yeassss!! I was a media relation intern on JFW2013 from 3-11 November, 2012. This is my media relation team:

Consist of 4 people, Herlina, Me, Arin and Icha.

Our job is tough, I can say. We were a mediator between the press/media and designer. The simple explanation is like this: when the press want to interview the designer/specific people about some topics, they contact us to arrange the time of their meeting, according to the designer preferences. So, our job next is to contact the designer directly to explain the request and arrange the meeting.

Simple? Absolutely not.

So far We've done our work, only 50%, no, 40% of the arranged meeting goes well based on plan. Most of the time, the meeting was canceled or rescheduled. Mostly because of several things:

• The shifting of show/press conference schedule (basically like this: each designer have their own fashion show and press conference, and most likely they prefer to do the interview meeting before/after the fashshow/prescon) so sometimes it was not enough time for the designer to prepare for the fashion show after the conference because the conference were started and ended late. So, the designer took off as soon as the prescon finished.
• The designer was fuckingly forgot about the meeting. That’s another job for me to keep reminding them through their assistant.
• The interviewer/press forgot the meeting. This was the most fucked up reason. Hey! Wasn't it you who requested the interview session and now you were the one forgetting? Jeez maan. Of course the designer also fucked up knowing that they have to wait for the press instead of the press that must have wait for the designer. In the end it was me / my other media relation friends who took the blame from the designer.

But overall, it was a very distinctive experience for me individually! I, whose background is accounting, entering the world of media and communication which were so different (but, simpler). In the end, there are lots, lots of new things I can learn from this intern, such as the flow of press conference, the importance of media, press conference/fashion show reality (good, and bad), press release, connection of media, and so on, and so on.

I’d like to share some of my unique experience there:

• Of course, seeing the real designer or actor/actresses/entertainer with my own eyes! Standing in front of me! Even taking photos. I saw Atika Hasiholan (and took a photo with her), the great kebaya designer Anne Avantie, Ivan Gunawan, Musa Widyaatmodjo, Dhea Ananda, Aming, Kimmy Jayanti (so drop dead gorgeous), Kleting Titis Wigati, and others that maybe I’m not aware of. On the fashion show itself, I saw Dian Sastro, Bunga Citra Lestari and Ashraf Sinclair, Donna Agnesia and Darius Sinathrya, Roy Marten and Anna Maria, Krisdayanti, Harvey Malaiholo, and others. Aside the JFW2013 (means that they were visiting the mall, not JFW 2013, I saw Ruben Onsu and Wenda, and Cici Panda. Jeez. Long list of spotlight people, isnt it? This is my photo with Atika Hasiholan.. She is so drop dead gorgeous!

• Transgenders everywhere. I've seen lots of transgender. In a cool way of course. Some of the designer itself were transgenders, a fashionable and talented one. I’m not judging but they were indeed cool! And of course, I’m fucking start of being used to the topic of  gay/lesbian/bi (related to the sexual orientation of transgender) when I was there. It was like an ordinary topic when me and my friends talking about it. The world of entertainment of course, everything possible.
• Fashionable people. From a cool to an awkward one. Ombre hair, purple hair, sheer clothes, awkward sarong, tattoo, skinned hair, neon clothes etc etc was very normal here. Everyone try to be as distinctive as possible. Anyway, it’s fashion week of course.
• Different characteristic of designers. There are several designer that were so drop dead kind and humble, such as Kleting Titis Wigati. Although she is a widely known designer and a successful entrepreneur  she is very, very humble. On the other side, there were several newborn designer (especially from specific designer school) that were as snotty as hell. Of course, I’m not randomly judging this, but I am a media relation, remember? So I know their characteristic based on their respond to our request/when we communicate with them about the interview. 
• Not every media interested in some designers/events. You know what? For a newborn designer, It was such a burden to get media’s attention to them. Sometimes, even the conference was drop dead deserted because either the media were not interested on them or were covering other stuffs. Tragic, huh? While on the other hand, a widely-known designer’s conference will be so crowded. The more you are famous, more easier for you to attract media.

Here are some photos from the events. Actually it’s not me whose taking photos but I got it from my friends’ camera.

My Coordinator at that time, just say Mrs X and Mr Y.

Us Internees helping on packing the goodie bag on the first day:

Us! Internees (well, just a little bit of us):

The goodie bag:

Press Conference looks like this:

JFW Committee full team (too bad this was taken on the last day and I didn't take any shift on the day):

Actually, there are still lots, lots of interesting moments that I can’t described here, such as my adventure to sneak into the backstage and main privilege fashion show, my horror of seeing how the fashion tent collapsed due to heavy rainstorm, the rage of chasing the designers and so on. There are so much (well, not THAT so much) things happened during my internship. Besides meeting new friends, seeing extraordinary events, and having new experiences,  there are not anything really special and memorable during the internship. In fact, In the middle of the internship I’m getting quite bored and have a diminished motivation even to get on the venue on time. After all, I think I’m not suitable for this kind of job. I’m too used to work on something linked with “office”, “finance” and all its friends.... But still it didnt decrease my eagerness to always try something new J

Fashion Design Ought To Be! PROMS Night

From this September, I'm kinda busy with this fashion competition matter. To be exact, it was a fashion design competition which is held by Management Student Society of Faculty Economics of University of Indonesia. The event was called "The 7th Project on the Moves (PROMS)". This year, PROMS focusing on fashion aspect, while on the other year they were focusing on sports, culture, etc.

The main event was held on 6th of October where 6 best finalist compete with each other based on their design. Yes, I was chosen as the best 6, so I was given a chance to did my real clothes based on design, having runway shoes sponsored (yay!), and the most important thing is, I was given my own little fashion show on the venue.

Exciting? Not so much. In spite of the mini exciting fashion show, we had to present our design concept to the judge who will comment on our design and decide the winner.

However, still, it was truly a little gift from God that I've gone this far. From the first time I joined the competition (submit my design) I had very less expectation and this kind of "nothing to lose" feeling. Win? Good! Lose? So what.

And then voila! I've made it to the best 6. This is my design nominated as the best 6:

Yay! I didn't receive the prize though. I've nominated 4th from 6th on the final judging.
And money only came to the big 3. Poor me. It's slipping away in front of me!!

Anyway it's me presenting:

The judges (Forgot the name - Deden Siswanto - Melia something; SORRY THOUGH FOR FORGETTING):

each of them specialised on their own field: fashion marketing, fashion design, and fashion retailer. They asked us questions based on their own specialties.

Taking photos with my model after the presentation runway:

She is very beautiful and damn skinny and talented! Not being subjective, but I think she is the most talented model between other finalists' model. She walks like a professional already. Really. Not to say that there were several models that walks very bad, poor figure and even trip off! Geez. I'm blessed to have her.

I'm kinda sad though I didn't win. No, very SAD. Honestly, I've smiled so much on the announcement yet I've cried as much as I've smiled on my home. Haha.

My mom was so confused and desperately comforting me with some kind of silly statements such as "Mehh that's just a competition", "The judges all have bad taste", "Your level are higher than this they don't understand" etc etc and that wasn't truly comforting. Hahaha.

That day, I was just too emotional, tired; thinking how much effort and money I've spent  for this event, yet I didn't win.

Writing this reminding me of that silly moment.

Well, to me now, It was just a matter of luck, maybe. Being given this rare chance, is truly a miracle. I have to remember that. No expectation, remember? :)

This is me, commenting on how great the event are before the announcement:

The announcement, I was given the certificate and several small gifts and voucher and stuffs:

All of the finalist. Congratulation! Still, I hate losing. Haha.

And now, the most interesting part! Shoes!!

I want to share a bit about the shoes.

Remember when I said the runway shoes are sponsored? Yes, I've submit my design and several expected materials to the sponsor hoping that they'll make it as I've expected. The result? NO. It was far from my expectation.

This is the result:

It was beautiful (in spite of poor hand stitch) really, but far from my expectation. For instance, I wanted the
cloth is the same as the cape in my designed clothes (see picture) which is dark-green tulle. The sponsor reported me that they were having trouble with the tulle material that they were easily torn if stitched. So, they replaced the material WHICH I expect is close to my request.

Looking on this far-from-my-request shoes, Finally I did some knick-knack on this shoes. I've replaced the
light green material with my leftover tulle, stitched and glued it by myself, and here are the result:

Much, much better, I think. That's the design I've requested, (half)made by me. The green-color matched perfectly with the cape, and everybody says it was cute!
But in the end the shoes were turned back to the sponsor. So sad I thought they were for us, the finalists! TT

However, in the end, this event was freaaaakingly memorable (in spite of still so much to be complained for about the event especially the competition; but nah! We're all make mistakes. I'm done bulking everyone). Thanks for those who already supported me, my parents, friends especially Molen who I bet fuckingly tired for transporting my clothes to his tailor for every revision I've made, to the shoe sponsor, my model, new friends although we were all competitor at that time, event committees, and others.

No thanks to the judges though *still bulking*.

Looking forward to this kind of event in no time! :D