Sunday, December 28, 2014

Moving Forward



Sometimes we wake up one morning hoping that today we will do something unusual, amazing and extraordinary. We filled up with spirit and hope, thoughtful mind that we will actually nailed the day.

When it turned out to be an usual boring day full of routines, and stuff you see almost everyday without the highlight of the day, you began to wonder what's wrong with it.

Is it because the people around you?
Is it because your colleagues?
Is it because your lover?
Is it because your family?
Or is it all because of yourself?

We tend to blame people for whatever's caused our goals to not be achieved, assuming that ourselves have done the exact right thing and nothing's wrong with our action. We tend to seek the fault from outside, saying that 'If only he... If only she... If only them...' repeatedly without even spend a second to try to think something like 'What if I...'

So is it your fault that your mother is now needy? Is it your fault that your lover complain a lot about this relationship? Is it your fault that he's thrown with accusation like, for example, subtle flirtation? Is it your fault that your sister seldom come home in holiday? Is it your fault that your business has lack of progression? Is it your fault that everything seems untrue, wrong, inappropriate?

Sometimes we wake up one morning hoping that today we will do something unusual, amazing and extraordinary but sometimes you just need to let it alone and move on. Because moving forward is the only recipe to live in this cruel world.

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

My First Love at The First Sight

My Father is a hero.

He is my ultimate source of spirit, inspiration, and my biggest role model ever.
I rarely kiss him, considering how 'cold' my dad can be when it comes to his grown up daughter... I hardly remember the last time my father hugged me or kissed me. Meeeh.

This is really not a post about my sadness. This post is dedicated to man of my life, and to express how grateful I am having him as my father. My Dad. My Papa, My Mas Asrul. I have joined him on our factory for a month and I am so so getting a struck seeing my father's masterpiece here and there in every corner of this lovely building. I see a fabric and I see his hard work. I see a pattern and I see his dedication. I see everything and his magic touch is everywhere.

I love you so much, pap. I love you even more when you're angry.
(That explain where the gene of being petulant inherited from :p)

I promise you this one thing: I will try my best to be a daughter you could proud of.

Left: My 'tools'. Right: My Father's tools. 
Alat boleh lama, semangat pantang kalah. 'Cuma menang pengalaman, kata beliau merendah.'

Asrul Ilyas,

You're My First Love at The First Sight.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Bloody Oxblood

OXBLOOD is back again on the radar!

So yeah it's quite big last F/W 2012 but apparently it's back again, still mysterious, deep, dark and slurty as before.

(source: whowhatwear instagram)

I once researched this color for my very first fashion design project, the colour theory and application. I then fell in love with this colour afterward.



(source: www.vogue.com)

So what's the differences between maroon, burgundy, cordovan, and oxblood?

All of them is a variant of dark red, but there's for sure some differences that caused them to have their own name.
Maroon: mixing the brown with red, but it's closer to red than the other.
Burgundy: mixing the red with purple (blue base)
Cordovan: mixing the rich shade of burgundy and a dark shade of rose.
Oxblood: mixing red with dark brown.

Confusing, rite? Haha you'll know oxblood when you see it!

Monday, June 30, 2014

The Fault in Our Stars

“My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because- like all real love stories- it will die with us, as it should. I’d hoped that he’d be eulogizing me, because there’s no one I’d rather have…” I started crying. “Okay, how not to cry. How am I- okay. Okay.
I took a few breaths and went back to the page. “I can’t talk about our love story, so I will talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I know this: There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer wee used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set.I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love,I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”


- Hazel Grace Lancaster to Augustus Waters, The Fault in Our Stars




"We are like a bunch of dogs squirting on fire hydrants. We poison the groundwater with our toxic piss, marking everything MINE in a ridiculous attempt to survive our deaths. I can’t stop pissing on fire hydrants. I know it’s silly and useless – epically useless in my current state – but I am an animal like any other.
Hazel is different. She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth. Hazel knows the truth: We’re as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we’re not likely to do either.
People will say it’s sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that she was loved deeply but not widely. But it’s not sad, Van Houten. It’s triumphant. It’s heroic. Isn’t that the real heroism? Like the doctors say: First, do no harm.
The real heroes anyway aren’t the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention. The guy who invented the smallpox vaccine didn’t actually invented anything. He just noticed that people with cowpox didn’t get smallpox.
After my PET scan lit up, I snuck into the ICU and saw her while she was unconscious. I just walked in behind a nurse with a badge and I got to sit next to her for like ten minutes before I got caught. I really thought she was going to die, too. It was brutal: the incessant mechanized haranguing of intensive care. She had this dark cancer water dripping out of her chest. Eyes closed. Intubated. But her hand was still her hand, still warm and the nails painted this almost black dark blue and I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.
A nurse guy came in and told me I had to leave, that visitors weren’t allowed, and I asked if she was doing okay, and the guy said, “She’s still taking on water.” A desert blessing, an ocean curse.
What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers."


- Augustus Waters write to Peter Van Houten, for Hazel Grace. The Fault in Our Stars

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Graduated (Again)

All praises belong to Allah SWT.

I finally graduated from Fashion Business Retail (FBR) ESMOD Jakarta.
So proud being the alumnus of Ecole Superieure Des Arts Et Techniques De La Mode :)






(all photos are taken by my pretty sister Chachu, minus the fourth from above taken by Ari)

Monday, April 21, 2014

Perantau Syndrome


Oh, how I miss this man and woman...
Last couple days i feel so lonely and the loneliness is somehow unbearable... i miss my papa and ibu.
I miss them so much I wish I could go back to home everyday :(

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Choking Vows

"I promise to accept that we are different -- that we will see the world differently and over the course of our relationship we will want different things. Though I don't expect this to be easy, I will strive to be open-minded and loving about the way that you see things. Failing that, I will do my best to be tolerant."

Thursday, January 16, 2014

I hate you then, I love you now

First time i entered the fashion business class on ESMOD i never thought my writing skills will be this useful.

I wasnt really interested to attend journalistic class, at 5th to 7th semester on my previous college. My writing skills- that i think is a so-so skill- has became the main requirement and it shocked me, because i think the fashion industry is all about the visual thingy. You don't need words because picture tells everything.

I was wrong.

Started with my Fashion Design subject, while my teacher, Miss Jesse, gave us some projects. These projects related to Fashion color theory, Fashion Development Phenomena, And Fashion Trend Analysis. From all the projects i need to do some research according to theme i chose. I need to make some edito - it's like the editorial on magazines - that contains the introduction of the current trend, the future trend prediction and so on.

These all make me realise that no matter what business you are on, what subject you're taking, what will you be in the future, you always need these three things:
1. REASON and BIG IDEA
 Quoting what Mrs.Deedee always says: "He/she who has a WHY to live for can bear almost any how"- yes, always have reason! The more strong your reason and purpose is, the more it's hard for people to tear you up - or bring you down.
2. HOW TO DELIVER YOUR REASON & IDEA
 Knowing your purposes or ideas without knowing how to deliver it to people is, i must say, useless. You should be able to communicate it in so many ways, so in the end they'll understand. On my case it showed on how i write the edito about my collection plan- if me myself can't say it on words, how come others will understand it when they see it without me?
3. READ, READ, READ!
 Reading everything- magazines, books, tabloids, newspapers, read everything you can read! Because of course it could add some reference for your knowledge, vocabularies, and even the slang language... depends on what media and audience you use to deliver your message.

Never thought that i will love writing like this! Considering how i hate it back then hahaha...

In the end, eat and vomit your brainfood, make love and give birth your brainchild, Floreant Dendritae!

Online Life Changing Experience

First of all let me ask you something - What's your answer if someone ask you to define 'Life Chaging Experience?'

Go out from your comfort zone?
Go to the place you'd never imagine before and survive on living there?
Some moment in your life that become a turnpoint?
Trying out something you could never have a chance before?
Having a feeling you never experienced before?

Many people try to define it's meaning-and it might be all different. And if you ask them whats their Life Changing Experience the answer will probably be on vary - as variously as possible.

For me, personally, i think my Life Changing Experience is living alone in Jakarta where has a lot differences from my hometown, Solo. I do everything by myself here, going here and there by foot and use the public transportation - unlike in Solo where I drive a car (Which now makes me understand the route of Kopaja and how it works- Something i never noticed while i was in Solo!)

...but lately i experienced an online Life Changing Experience. Why Online?
Okay, how many of you going online everyday? I bet there's a lot, if not the social media like twitter, Instagram, Path, won't be as crowded as they are now (and i'm one of the self-proclaimed active user, LOL)

Let us make this habit as a superb positive one. meeh, hear me saying.

Few days later boyfriend shared a link on his twitter page, mentioned about a TEDx video he often saw on youtube, and o the section he posted the title was:

"They Called Her “The World’s Ugliest Girl” & Her Response is Unbelievably Beautiful"



After i watched it i was like being slapped right on my face with Lizzie's question:


HOW DO YOU DEFINE YOURSELF?

I must thank Lizzie Velasquez for bringing this online life changing experience-- at least for me :)
So, going online in a positive ways, people!

Floreant Dendritae :)

Sunday, January 5, 2014

2014




HAPPY NEW YEAR 2014!!!

Spent my long holiday in Jogja and Solo... On December 22nd i arrived at Jogja then had a short vacation, and spent the rest of 2 weeks at home.

It feels sooooo GOOD.

Once again, Happy New Year! Sorry I'm late :p