Hello fashion people!

Sorry for the lack of posts. I've been thinking lately about my status as a blogger. We all know I'm a bad fashion blogger because I only post about my personal style instead of branded things. I've met some fellow fashion bloggers. They're more popular and cooler than me, of course. When I see their feeds on Instagram and blogposts, I know they're all good fashion bloggers. Cool outfits from the coolest brands and retails, cool places, cool events. But that's too much for me. I'm not a girl with a bunch of dollars in my pocket. So it's been a struggle for me from the first time I wrote a blogpost. Whether I want this blog to be a fashion blog... or just a blog.

Laid Back Top - Laid Back // Plaid shirt - Unbranded // Shorts - Vintage // Platform Shoes -Adorable Projects

What's in your mind when you hear the word "fashion blogger"? Yes. Fancy. They live a fancy life. If fashion blogger means fancy then I'm not one. Believe me, I'm so far from fancy. Fancy is when I walk out of my house. But at home, I'm just a regular young adult who cleans their house by themselfs, wash their dishes, sweep the floors and so on. My life looks like a Cinderella story. A maid at home, but a princess outside the house. I even share a room with my other two sisters. You can imagine how messy our room is.

Most fashion bloggers wear different outfits in every single post they share. Always something new. Since I can't afford new clothes everyday, I choose to mix and match my old clothes. You don't need to buy new clothes everyday if you're smart in mix and match ;)

I sometimes feel down when fellow bloggers ask me to meet up. With their expensive clothes, shoes, bags, even cameras or phones. I ask to myself, am I worthy to be their friend? Am I going to fit in? Me, a simple kid with my cheap clothes? I'm a socially awkward person as you know. But I love making new friends. New friends means new life. I wish some of them want to be friends with me without my economics status. I just want to be friends with everyone but I'm just ashame if I don't look like them.

Fashion blog or not, I will keep posting my personal style just because I love it. Well, with a spice of life shits, of course. I will keep writing even if only one person who reads my blog. I will not stop just because I'm not a proper fashion blogger. Maybe I will inspire people, maybe not. But who knows if you stop trying and consider quitting, right? So, I'm telling this to all of you who wants to start a fashion blog. Fashion is all about brands. But style is about who we are. Blog about yourself and don't follow trends. Don't blog just because you want to be famous. Do not want anything so hard otherwise you won't get it. Make a blog, post your personal style, and wait. Good things come for those who waits. Oh, and don't forget to make friends. I can be your friend if you want :)

I'm sorry for the long post. Enjoy!

Hello again. No outfit posts, no pictures, just me. I'm letting this feeling out. Once again, I feel like I'm nobody. I am nobody from the beginning. I'm not popular, I'm not cool, I have trouble in speaking with people, I'm awkward with people. You don't wanna be me. I'm a scaredy cats. I'm loyal, too loyal. Too much thinking of others than to myself. Sacrifice more than you know. But that's me. I am nobody.

I miss those times when I didn't care about what clothes should I wear. I didn't care about my hair treatment because it was super short. I didn't care about what lipstick should I wear because lipbalm was my best friend. I miss those times whenever me and my besties were together, we talked about our crush instead of how nice we dress. We laughed, we cried, we hugged sincerely. But everything has changed.

I'm not a people pleaser. I can't start a conversation and that's the reason why everyone doesn't want to talk to me. They think I'm boring. Yes, I'm boring compared to my other friend who has a lot of friends and fans. I'm no flatterer. I don't flatter to get people's attention, to have friends. I talk whatever I want. I'm not a hypocrite. But people seems to love fake ones than those who's not.

You don't want to read this post because it's boring. No outfit pictures. Because all you care is my outfit, what I wear, how's my body looks like. But never my feelings.

Hello beautiful people! How's your summer? We don't have summer season in Indonesia but it always feels like summer. I miss rainy season already. That gloomy, cold, cloudy season. I want to stay pale so summer is never be my favorite season of the year. I miss wearing jumper and sweater without feeling roasted inside. People seem like enjoying summer and want to get tanned. Me? Get tanned? Never.

Anyway, this was my 4th and 5th day in Bandung. I didn't include the 3rd day because I didn't go anywhere and I didn't dress up. I felt a little girly and wore this long slit dress and stripes sweater, both from H&M. Same shoes and bag again. I think I need a new pair of shoes and a bag. So, we went to Paris Van Java and it was super crowded. At least I got what I wanted.


Stripes Sweater and Maxi Slit Dress - H&M // Yin Yang Choker - @shophella (Instagram)


This black froyo from Sour Sally. It's trending here but the only reason I wanted to buy it is because it's black, not because it's trending. It tastes good! You really can't judge a froyo by it's cover ;)

For the last day, I felt so grunge. What's better for grunge than plaids, right? I feel so fat right now because I ate a lot in Bandung. No worries because my bf still loves me hahaha please ignore..


Plaid shirt - UNIQLO // Tanktop - New Look // Denim pants - Bershka

Do you feel the choker madness around you? Because I do. Everyone seems to wear tattoo chokers and it becomes pretty basic now. I love chokers and I wear them everytime I go out since a year ago. But now, I don't even wanna wear my tats choker because everbody around me is wearing it too. Maybe this is the last time you ever see me wearing tats choker. Ugh, there goes my favorite..

Bloggers, let's be friends! Follow me on GFC and bloglovin (or any social media you want) and I'll be kind to follow yours.

On my second day in Bandung, I celebrated Eid Mubarak with the big family. Well, not actually celebrated it. I just came. And of course ate. One thing about any event that I don't like, we have congratulate them and sometimes hugs and kisses. I'm not comfortable with that. Even if it's my birthday, I just want everybody to just wishing me a happy birthday without any hugs and kisses. But yeah, I can't tell everybody to do that for me. It's selfish.

After we ate and talked, we drove to my 40-something years old grandpa's new home. Weird, huh? I called him grandpa because he's actually my mom's uncle but they share the same age.

So here I am with classic white t-shirt with blue jeans and platform to achieve that 90's vibe. I love 90's grunge. I forgot to bring my flannel jacket and it sucks.

Can I actually tell you something? I've been a fashion enthusiast since 3 or 4 years ago. I know some people who didn't have passion for fashion until a year ago. I guess this fashion blogger fever is bigger than I thought. So, these people got no clue about fashion. They dressed awfully just like I did 5 years ago. But something happened. We met a lot and I realized something's changed. They dressed just like me! Whenever I wore something new, they did it too. They did my 90's grunge, my witch style, all black, and even bohemian.

I don't want a quick judge. But I feel uncomfortable. It's no coincidence whenever I wore something they wore it too, right? Okay, well. It's okay. There will be copycats when you did something right.

So, do you know any copycats around you? How do you feel about it?

Hey, guys! Here I am again on my second week of holiday. I'm at Bandung now to visit my mom's family who celebrate Eid Mubarak. We're here to show our tolerance and respect their festival. Well, I need a little getaway too. So this is perfect. Only an hour and a half from Jakarta. It feels like a second home to me.

We strolled around Riau street and we couldn't help but to take pictures. I'm not sure if this is an outfit post because you can't see the whole outfit. This is just a holiday post.

We had lunch at Riau Junction. It's not fancy but I promise you the food are great. They even have this thai tea. It tastes great and I love it.

Are you on vacation too? Are you enjoying it? I bet you are! Happy Eid Mubarak for all moslems in the world. Peace and love.

Enjoying my first week of holiday at home. Fixing my sleep time, play The Sims 4 (love the Get To Work series!), a little exercise, watch movies, and so on. I have 2 months of holiday and I need to find a company or an agency for my field work. I can't wait to graduate.

I wonder who reads my blog. What kinda people. At what age. What profession. Fill the comment space with descriptions about you, okay? I'd like to know my readers and I will visit your blog;)
What about me? I'm actually a loner. I don't mind being alone because it's the only time when I can be myself. I can't start a conversation with other people. I know, my bad. I'm not a people person. Even though I born under Gemini constellation, I can't talk randomly to people. But when you know me well, I could be the most talkative person you've ever met! Funny, right?

People see me like I'm mean. Yeah, look at my face. Don't bother talk to me just look at my face. LOL. I have explanations for that. I walk on the street often. I don't have a car. I use public transportations a lot. One thing I hate about walking down the street, some men just don't know how to treat women. I get called a lot like I'm a prostitute, which I hate. That's why I "wear" this face. This "i wanna punch you in the face" face. Treat me nicely and I will do you the same.

Finally holiday!! Well, I probably won't go anywhere but at least I have two months off from college. So sorry for the lack of posts. Been busy for two whole weeks because of final terms. Thank God it's over! I hope I'll make good grades *fingercrossed*.

My first outfit on July. Pretty simple and of course, black. The only trademark left I have in me. Even some of my family asked me why I always wear black. To be honest, I don't have the best answer for that. Because black is basic. I see some people on instagram who always wear black and white, or they said, monochrome. I love black and white but I don't despite other colors. Those people think they're superior or something (they said it by themselves, btw). I wear black because it is me. Not because it's cool, superior, or anything. Just because it's me.
A friend once told me that I've changed. Too girly, he said. With longer hair, skirts, platforms. I'm curious, did he see me as a boy all this time? Lol.


Black crop top - New Look // Sunflower skirt - Cotton On