Wednesday, 20 September 2017

The Last Hurrah

School has started again—yes, I'm back in uni now—and I'm somewhere between dreading it and excited about it. These photos, though, were taken on the last weekend before it began. Prior to its restart, the uni has brought me significant amount of stress already—gosh!—so this little sister date on Sunday was welcomed with wide open arms. It was our second visit to the World of Ghibli exhibition. It wasn't complete yet on our previous visit, so we were granted a second entry before the exhibition's over—which was actually that Sunday. The new additions were really great: there are storyboards of all the Ghibli Studio's animated features—which we unfortunately weren't allowed to take photos of and touch—and some other 3D attractions that weren't ready yet last time. The Flying Castle model was designed by my high school upperclassman, Wulan, who happened to be there when we visited too. So cool! Because it was the last day, the place was quite jam packed of people—unlike our last visit, which was rather devoid of visitors. We didn't stay for too long, because we already saw most of it anyway, but it was still such a heartwarming experience.

Book of Deer shirt // thrifted skirt + loafers // Sis's purse // photos by Akita

Let's talk a little bit about the outfit: as you may notice, there is literally nothing new on this outfit. The BoD shirt was from my first ever purchase, the skirt was thrifted years ago and the purse is eternally borrowed from my sister. There are some new stories, though. First of all, I can't believe why I never wore this top and bottom together, they just seem like such an obvious combo that I feel like I must have worn them together sometimes, right? Well, not on the blog, I haven't. So here they are. Also, the loafers—super old in my closet and probably a lot older in general—recently broke; one of the soles fell off. Recently, I took it to a shoe repair shop and had new pair of soles glued on. It feels rather strange under my feet, but great for walking so far. Let's hope they hold out! The problem with vintage shoes, am I right? Lastly, I've been dying to try this hairstyle since I had this hair cut. So happy to finally pull it off!



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Sunday, 17 September 2017

Thirdwheeling

First outfit photoshoot of the month! It's actually been 2 weeks-ish since the last time I snapped some shots of my outfit and a lot has changed. The most apparent of all: I got a...let's say...less than conventional haircut—inspired by none other than Ruby Moon. It looks really great at times, but really shitty at others. In this case, it's somewhere in between. These photos were taken when my friend Caro—who I know from uni—and her boyfriend Jeremy met up with me. It's been months since the last time we saw each other—I dropped out, she did her internship—and we've been kind of dying to catch up. Unfortunately, almost nothing went according to plan that day. Originally, we were going to visit a museum in the city. But Jeremy had a meeting running late, so I decided to go sort something out first—and fell off a motorcycle on the way when it drove into a bush, because the driver fell asleep. The museum turns out to be government property, not open to public, and I ended up running late because I had to fix my tote bag—broken in the accident. In the end, we had only a couple hours—or was it one?—to catch up and snap some shots. It was brutal, but basically means we need to have a proper hangout sometime soon!

Sejauh Mata Memandang scarf (as headband) // thrifted top // hand-me-down purse + sandals // old skirt // photos by Caro + Jeremy

Usually, when a couple goes out with a friend—whether it's a friend of one of them or a mutual friend—there is a quality of a third wheel amongst them. The most obvious/popular occurrence is that the friend is naturally the third wheel—being left out of the romantic relationship. Often, in my experience, that is not the case. For instance, although Jeremy and Caro are still quite lovey-dovey—even after over 6 months of relationship—Caro and I talked about friends and things that Jeremy wasn't in on, thus leaving him in the dark. We surely don't mean for it to be that way, but it just sort of happens, because the dynamic of the relationships between the three of us are completely different. With me and Firu, it is likewise. There are times when we would hang out with friends—mutual or otherwise—and one of us would be sitting there clueless. In fact, it is rare that the friend is the third wheel, because we try to include them in our interactions as much as possible. I mean, sure, ideally there should be no third wheels—which is what we strive for—but it's few and far between. I just find it funny that most people would think, when a couple of lovers and a friend hang out, the friend would be a dragged third wheel, while more often than not, they're perfectly able to balance the bike.

P.S: The highlight of this outfit is the scarf/headband from Sejauh Mata Memandang. Absolutely love being able to support local, slow fashion brands, like this!




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Friday, 15 September 2017

Coconut Rice Peanut Butter Porridge

Lately, I've really been thinking a lot about taking care of myself. When I say that, I mean not just mentally, but also physically, financially and professionally. Ever since I moved back home, I've been pretty much hanging the fate of my meals in the hands of my Stepmom—who cooks food for us at home everyday—except when eating out. Although her food is great, sometimes it's not in keeping with my taste and/or nutritional needs. So, I've decided last week to start meal planning every week. Since I don't always have the time to cook my food or the money to buy excess ingredients, I thought I'd start with planning my own breakfast first. On the look out for breakfast ideas online, I was met with a barrage of breakfast bowls, using oats and chia seeds all the time. Unfortunately, those two are either hard to find or significantly expensive to get on this part of the world—especially the latter. Now, in keeping with my desire to use more local ingredients and recipes, I thought I'd put a twist on our Bubur Sumsum a.k.a. Coconut Rice Porridge instead. Researching other food that may be a good substitute to the trending chia seeds, I thought this would be a good choice for fellow Indonesians.

Ingredients
  • 65 ml thick coconut milk, diluted
  • 4 tbsp. rice flour
  • 1/2 tsp. salt
  • 1 pandanus leaf (optional)
  • 2 tbsp. peanut butter
  • 2 bananas, sliced
  • 1 tbsp. sesame seeds, toasted
  • 4 grapes
  1. Boil half of the coconut milk (with the pandanus leaf) in a saucepan on low heat
  2. Add rice flour to the other half and mix well
  3. Sprinkle the salt and pour the rice flour mixture into the saucepan
  4. Stir the mixture well until it thickens
  5. Turn up the heat to medium and let it boil, while keep stirring
  6. Remove from heat and let cool
  7. Transfer the porridge into a bowl
  8. Add the peanut butter and mix well
  9. Garnish with banana and sesame seeds
  10. Dig in!
Tips:  The coconut milk used in this recipe is the one for cooking—which is quite thick—and definitely not one you can have as a beverage. If you want to be cautious, add the flour little by little after boiling, because only then is the thickness apparent. But, if you want to add more flour after boiling, make sure you dilute it with water. The pandanus leaf is only for aroma, so not using it is okay as well. If you're in a hurry in the mornings, it is best to make the porridge the night before, stick it in the fridge and microwave it for 30 seconds the next morning. If you don't want to use peanut butter, you can have the porridge with its usual kinca sauce—which is literally melted palm sugar—but the peanut butter is for your early-morning protein intake. Originally, I used only one banana and 3 table spoons peanut butter, but I've adjusted the recipe more to how I think it should be. Obviously, like any breakfast bowls, you can switch up the garnish with whatever fruit is available to you—I would trade the grapes for cherries, if they were easier to find. Lastly, I think it's best to divide this recipe for two servings. Lass es euch schmecken!

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Tuesday, 12 September 2017

Untold Travel Story: Goldener Ausflug (2014)

If you have been following me for over 3 years, you’d know that whenever I travel, I will almost always write about it on this ol’ blog. But there are travel stories that I have yet to share, mostly because it all happens before the blog. But I’d really love to reminisce and write about them, mostly because these stories are worth telling and I may never see these people again. Maybe one day when I'm old and decrepit, this would be proof that I did indeed meet them. Enjoy!

The only time that I've ever gone on an extremely impromptu trip was probably one March afternoon when my roommate Adit and I got really bored with our day. I remember we just saw a potential new roommate out the door and hung out, saying how restless we both felt and, just like that, we grabbed our jackets and bags, walked out the door and took a train to Fulda. To be fair, Fulda was only an hour away from Kassel—where we lived at the time—so it's not that big a trip, but it was a much needed time out of the house and away from our town. This could've been a really bad decision, to be honest, because I was supposed to work on my portfolio for an art school submission—and, as you might know, I didn't get accepted—but, you know what, I was burning out and the day was lovely, so why not?

A little disclaimer: Adit and I had been roommates twice and he is by far my favourite roommate ever. I like hanging out with him at the house. We used to have late night chats until, like, 3 AM about practically everything—from movies that we like/don't like, our friends, conspiracy theories to really personal stuff. He used to ask about me when I was out of town or out late and I always made sure to have a cozy chat with him when I got back—it almost always ended up going for hours and hours. He encouraged me to go out to places I never would've thought of before, I invited him to hang out with my friends and introduced him to them. Lastly, we either have similar tastes in movies, music and books or completely polar opposites. I think it was because of that was this trip even remotely possible.

The trip was super quick and simple. We sat on the train for an hour until it arrived in Fulda, took a walk around for around 1-2 hours and took the same train home. Since we arrived there around 4 PM, I think, most of the tourist attractions were already closed—or was it a Monday? I can't really remember. Also, the trip was so sudden that none of us showered that day—my hair was so greasy and my outfit was so mismatched—that we only took one photo of ourselves. I love the way the sun dipped slowly into the horizon and the baroque-themed small town was bathed in this golden light, making all the ornaments shine even brighter. At the time, the place was exceptionally quite, there weren't many people on the streets, and it felt really peaceful. A much needed break from whatever we were fighting against in Kassel. At the time, I promised we'd come back—but it ended up being an unfulfilled wish.

Today Adit still lives in Kassel and we keep in touch through Facebook from time to time. I really wish we could go on an adventure again sometime, though I know we may never be roommates again.


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Sunday, 10 September 2017

#alivegurlmudik: Willem III Lighthouse

When I found out that I was going to Semarang to attend a cousin's wedding—this was actually months before our last meeting—I quickly thought I should spare some time to hang out with Amel of The Charming Berryz. This was way way before I knew she was coming to Jakarta that same month—meeting twice in less than two weeks? What a miracle! I thought it would be cool to go somewhere in town I've never been to before, but also quite historic and photogenic. That's how we ended up going to the Willem III Lighthouse at the Tanjung Emas Port. Amel (and apparently most Semarang natives) have never been here before, so it's both our first times. This time, though, Amel and I weren't alone. My brother, who just arrived in town a few hours prior, decided to come with us last minute, because a.) he had nothing to do until our next event later that night, and b.) he's never seen a lighthouse before and got curious. It worked out well for me, since my brother is a tremendously dedicated photographer—as you may recall—and Amel was super awed by how determined we both were to capture the best shots. Amel was kind of suffering, though (I'm so sorry, Amel!), because her skin is quite sensitive to heat. I hope she had a great time anyway, because I had a lovely time hanging out with her again!

I swear I wasn't pissed, I was just seriously blinded by the sun

Cool hairstyle courtesy of my Stepmom

Old top + hat // thrifted jacket + loafers // Book of Deer skirt // Sis's purse // photos by Cafa

I'd like to talk a little bit more about the lighthouse itself. Built in 1884 by the Dutch government, this lighthouse used to function as a guide for VOC ships who wanted to dock at the port—as Semarang used to be the crop export infrastructure, especially sugar. It is about 32m in height with 12 sides of iron prints and when the lamp is on, its light could reach up to 20 miles radius—it is said that one can even see it from the top of Mount Merbabu. In around the last ten years or so, though, it has been sinking into the ground more and more—now the front door is quite a bit buried—and when the sea water is high, which lightly floods the port itself, the ground floor of the lighthouse is properly underwater. It's very unfortunate, really, because we would have liked to climb the interior of the structure. According to the guards, though, it is still in use even now—although one always risks electrocution climbing inside the building. One of my reasons of wanting to visit this lighthouse is being heavily influenced by Tieka for years. In fact, upon taking these photos, we all looked through her blog photos first and tried to somehow recreate them—but failed miserably.

P.S: How does one wear this hat properly again?



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