Launching Topshop x Kate Moss 2014, Jakarta

The Icon has returned! Topshop is now collaborating again with supermodel Kate Moss. Today, April 30th 2014, is the launching of their new collection. The launching was held in Topshop, Senayan City, Jakarta. My sister got the invitation to this event by winning a quiz on twitter, posted by Nylon magazine. So she brought me there because I actually was the one who told her about the quiz. HAHA

The launching was hosted by Kimmy Jayanti, Nadila Ernesta, Dewi Utari, and Ayla Dimitri. There were also fashion bloggers attending the event. People attended that launching beautifully, they were all dressed up, appreciating the new collection of Topshop x Kate Moss.

My sister and I took a picture with Kimmy. She was really friendly. We both love her style... I think her style is just, really independent. Looking at her, reminds me of the face that opposing stereotypical thoughts of beauty. Most Indonesian people think that long hair is beautiful, light skin is beautiful. But Kimmy makes it seem like, short hair can ALSO be beautiful, dark skin can ALSO be beautiful. I find it really awesome that as a model she could actually be different, not following how the "modeling" market demands the typical beauty. So, nice job Miss Kimmy!

There were also snacks and drinks from Starbucks served in the store. I've never been actually getting any refill from Starbucks until today hahah. I can not resist foods, especially free ones. I almost took everything!. I took a croissant with raisins, a croissant with beef, a muffin, a brownies, a glass of chocolate milk. Mmmm.... fuckyeah! Still, something makes me wonder... There were many people inside the store... and the snacks weren't as much as the amount of people, how come there were still many snacks left? :o

The collections were really cool. We could actually capture Kate Moss' fashion style by looking at the collection. There were baggy clothings, but there were also "gothic" ones... The collections for me, were either rebellious or free as gypsy. My sister actually won this yellow dress... it's really cute. You can check it out on her twitter @tsabitaffh

I also took a picture with (supposedly) fashion bloggers and another picture with Nadila Ernesta. We also met someone named Yunita who was also attending that launching.

She told me about her experience when she was facing the national university placement test (known as SBMPTN). One year ago, she was in my position, she had to study and she used to come to Inten (A learning guidance place) everyday. She told me how hectic everything was. But she was also convincing me that, this phase, where I am currently living on, should be the phase where I should work really hard, doing my best, so I can get accepted into public universities.

Overall, it was really a great experience, thank you Topshop Indonesia! I look forward to the next events,

Good night! xo

Tes Autres Femmes (a poem)

Long black stockings, grey mini skirts,

You want them all garnished, with great sense of flirts,

One, or two chats last, with the end of dance and desserts,

It's perfect that they love treats, you do the exerts,

More "Autre Femmes" for yourself, you assert

"Tes autre femmes" whose bodies are thin, 

Whose faces crystal clear, hide their darkening flint

Whose stockings are black and alluring,

Hide something which disgusting, 

"Tes autre femmes" who say would run in sprint,

To chase thee but they didn't

Whose words sound as pure as nature tint,

Hide profanities sound bitter as rotting mint,

You assert, more "Autres femmes",

I ask you my lass, do you enjoy the actual scums,

inside "Autres Femmes" you thought were bubble gums?

I ask you my lass, is your love true to love or true to sum?

Cause you, wanting "Les Autres Femmes" seems never succumb

April 29 2014
fidy

Fado & Silk by International Danstheater at Erasmus Huis Jakarta

Goedenavond everyone! I'd like to share a post about this dance performances that Qya and I watched last night. There were two performances; Fado, which is based on Portuguese music "Fado", telling stories about so many emotions like sadness, faith, infidelity, the desire of freedom, but also the hope of love for each other. I didn't capture anything during this performance because I was too focused watching it.

The second one is Silk. Silk is based on two Oriental legends and is about the power of two young women, Hsi Ling Shih and the Silk princess, looking for freedom and beauty. Silk was really something. The clothes were amazing. they were all designed by Karisma Costumes. And oh, the music was played by The Goskel Yilmaz Ensemble. These performances were choreographed by Meneer Jan Linkens.

At first Qya and I were worried that we wouldn't be able to sit inside the theater because when we got there, people were already standing in a loooong line to enter the theater. So we were really doubtful, but thankfully we did get the seats inside the theater, while some people had to watch the show outside, through this massive screen.

We got the seats on the right wing from the main entrance, we got the first line.. next to this old man who was having flu. Both the dance and the music were very beautiful. We were all astonished by the moves, and the beautiful connection between the dance and the music.

During the silk performance, there was this one dancer who wore mask all the time. I think she was playing the role of The Silk Princess. In the end of the performance, she came out in a beautiful silk cloak, while other dancers were putting that silk "crown" on her head. The lights then faded off. The room was dark for a few seconds. And then the lights went on, and we saw all the dancers were standing in line... bounding, and everybody gave their loudest applause, and the ensemble crew went up to the stage (they were playing on the left side of the stage), and the choreographer went to the stage also. People were cheering... 

The audience left the theater. not too long after, the dances went out. They were all welcomed by the audience, some chitchatted with the audience, some tried to take pictures with them, included me and Qya.

This is Patrick-Joel Radu, he is from Germany. He received his dance education in ArtEZ, The folkwang Hochschule in Essen and Alvin Aily School in New York. He was the finalist of "Everybody Dance Now" Competition. He joined the International Danstheater in 2012, appearing in Mannnen van de Tango.

He seemed really nice. There were even kids... probably middle school students, interviewing him for their English assignment. Hahaha. But he was very welcoming, it was really nice to meet you, Herr Radu!

We also took a picture with Jeroen Van Acker, a dancer from Belgium. He studied at the Codarts Rotterdam Dance Academy. He started to join International Danstheater by performing Zonnekoningen and Mannen van Tango.

Qya also took pictures with them, you guys can take a look on her facebook. And oh, before we got into the theater, they gave us this stamp on our hand... It looks like a shape of a house, but it just reminded me of the Illuminati, according to the triangle HAHA.

Anyways....... It was a great experience. I am expecting more events like this. Big thanks to Erasmus Huis, great job International Danstheater, great job The Goskel Yilmaz Ensemble!

Au revoir!

Desert Fire (a poem)

The yellow sky and the yellow ground,

With strength on which I stand, on which I bound,

To the sun with lights that much abound,

Boiling head and burning feet unsound
There's fire in the desert with yellow ground

I look up and sky is yellow still,

Sweat is gone, let the blood appear

It's just a sun, and this is just a ground,

How did thou let the sunlight girll?

With just sand and nothing is near

 Thy kind grin, thy sound conveyed,

"Darling, the sky is yellow and so is the sand,
I did not say we had the future all planned,
Indeed thou chose this place with thy life in the rand,
the sky is yellow so is the sand,
Yes, the sun is firing this hell of land,
I know thou and I will forever stand,
in nothingness we thought was bland,
so we ought always be happy and grand,
or as thou say, boiled and burned,
until the something we wanted, returned."

Fidy
April 27, at 0:15 am

Perspective

My uncle and I have concluded, micro equals macro. If you ever feel so big yet so small, you should go back to the theory micro-macro system. Yes I find that theory really works with my situation sometimes. But, what I am questioning is... does backward equal forward? Talking about gravity. aren't they actually...attached? does it mean if I look backward, I kind of look forward too? Even distance is connected. It's so, strange. We are circles. I'm sleepy lol bye

Blabbering

"Your eyelids hide again, and both of your iris stare at me, the horizon of the sun caresses your cheeks gently as you smile. The weather is cold. The water isn't. I dip my hands in. Your tears pour, making the waves dance me away. The weather is cold. The water isn't. I breathe darkness, you give me lights. The blue is all over my legs. The more you cry, the farther the sail me away. Your tears just like waterfalls deep in the sea, it lets the surface fall to the infinite stillness. The weather is cold, the water isn't. You give me light, while I breathe darkness. You're evil. I am more evil. You are supposed to be me, while, I am supposed to be any."

Magnesium (A poem)

Farcical thoughts deep in this forlorn,

As you drain my blood with vein of your own,

 You feel me bleed you feel me frown,

Tell me dear, how we both have mourned,

In misery we created and we adorned

Deep in your eyes, I can still see me,

Waving to myself, wanting to be free,

Still Dear, in my eyes, there you will be

Not a word is said, oh Why can't we?

Pass me by, leaving tingle and ache,

Like I was bitten by a snake,

With its fangs taste like cake,

You keep walking alert and awake,

Always let me feel what I shouldn't take

Don't drain my blood with vein of your own no more,

How come we can't stop this adjourn be done,

A better you, A better me, all this for.

Don't drain my blood with vein of your own no more,

I have your flesh you have my flesh all torn,

Please let us be the nothing we've been before.

The nothing we've been before.

April 22, 2014.

Fidy

Adieu, L'examen National!

I don't even know how to start this post. Should I say hi, or hello, or? I haven't posted anything since January 2. It's unbelievable. It should be unforgivable for me as writing is supposed to be my... hobby. But due to the crisis of my computer (I'm actually using my mom's notebook right now), and the limitation of mi tiempo, I just couldn't get myself to sit here, blogging. So.. The National Exam is finally over. The government was so genius putting international standard on the exams while the students...what we did, just stared at them, thinking, "where the fuck did these questions come from?"

But I am still, grateful. I finished those tests, despite of knowing if my answers were correct. LOL. Anyways, if you recognize that "bracelet"  on my math note, you must've been there. If you know what I mean. April 17. woo.

Yes there are changes in my blog. I just, changed the template, and the title. I got the template online, from btemplates.com if I'm not mistaken. And the title... "Lebenstraum". It means, living the dream. I know the word from Schandmaul's song I guess. Or maybe from the movie, Dreileben. I can't really remember. I hate to admit it, but I am actually a dreamer, a fanatic one. I'd like to be the opposite of stereotypical thoughts. I have sort of, forgotten myself these months. But as time went on, I realized that I used to be so independent in middle school. Like my mind was out of control. Back then, I would dream about me living in Hallstatt with my rockstar husband. But now, I can only dream about... Leather Jacket from Topshop. I don't even have the courage to dream about being accepted in the University of Padjajaran. So, in accordance of reminding myself, I changed the title. Lebenstraum, living the dream.