Dewylicious

Classy French Twist

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 7 Jul 2012 19:10:00 +0700

hello dear readers, how are you? Recently, i am in my wicked mood in dressing up everyday. I always try new ways in putting some make up or to up do my hair (i have long straight hair). Well, i love my long hair, i do. But now it's kinda boring just to see it loosen up, so i did many experiences. So far i really am into the french twist. It is extremely easy and elegant. You can have this style in for many occasions, from the formal to the informal one. I usually use the whirl curler to help me do it. You probably also need hairpins, bobby pins, or hairspray. Couple hours ago, i found a very nice video how to make french twist without any whirl curler, enjoooy!!!

shock therapy

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Fri, 22 Jun 2012 20:40:00 +0700

Astagaa, dua minggu ini saya sangat bersyukur diberi kesempatan untuk merasa beruntung akan pendidikan dan keteguhan hati yang saya miliki. Saya menyaksikan dengan mata kepala sendiri dan kesempatan berinteraksi oleh nona X yang telah menjadi "kacang yang lupa pada kulitnya". Betapa iba dan tertegun saya ketika melihat si nona X yang asli pelosok telah bertransformasi menjadi pribadi yang jauh berbeda. Nona X kini telah kehilangan kemampuannya berbahasa Indonesia yang baik dan benar, nona X kini sudah gila harta, nona X yang gemar merebut para pria berkeluarga. Ah, jangan tuduh saya asal menjustifikasi. Saya berinteraksi dengan nona X, saya mendengar penjelasan mengenai alasan transformasi nona X, dan saya mencapai kesimpulan bahwa kombinasi antara kurangnya pendidikan, himpitan nasib, dan guyuran harta mendadak dapat mematikan kepekaan dan kemanusiaan seseorang. Lekaslah sadar nona X, kepicikanmu itu dapat menjadi bumerang bagimu sendiri.

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Prague Trip, Czech Republic, December 2011

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Thu, 14 Jun 2012 21:52:00 +0700

My trip to Prague, Czech Republic, was very outstanding. I joined a tour from Lille, France which enabled me to meet a bunch of new friends. I'm willing to tell about my new friends experience soon after i finish this post. I spent 3 days and 2 nights in Prague. It was not enough for me yet. Prague was amazing. I wish i can do my honeymoon there. Just check out these photos, i do believe you'd have the same thought after :D

Krones, 1 Euro is around 20-25 krones

with the Royal guide

Prague night view

a view from Charles Bridge

at Restaurace U Parlementu

at John Lennon Wall

Prague National Museum

magnificent Old Town

Beach Girl Adventure

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Mon, 7 May 2012 11:51:00 +0700

Last week, i went to two beaches near my city, Yogyakarta. I didn't know why, but at that time i just felt like i wanted to go to the beach. I miss beach. I always love beach. I love walking barefoot in the beach and feeling the sand and wave in my toes. I love seeing the sun, wave, and the blue sky greets me with their unexplained ways. I love playing with water. In the beach, i become a little girl again. I love screaming out loud when the waves hit me. I love beach and i'll always do.

I went there with my best friend, Iku. You know what, the trip was totally unplanned. I texted him 2 days before the D-day and he said okay and that was it. We both were clueless about where the hell those beaches were. Okay, i know that i'm a Yogyanese and actually i've been to several beaches in Yogya, but when i didn't drive, i never pay attention in the road. I would most likely fell asleep. Bad navigator, huh? Meanwhile, my friend Iku, also as clueless as i was. Actually i suggested him to take the public transport, but the time needed would be longer and the public transport only operated during particular hour. So, we decided to go there by motorcycle. Why not car? Nah, i wasn't brave enough to drive my car to the beach. What if the roads were too narrow? What if the roads were too slippy? Thus, the ~~wise~~ coward me wanted to go there by motorcycle in order to survey the roads first. Who knows maybe someday i'd drive my car there?

On the D-day, Iku handed me a paper nervously. When i opened it, turned out that it was a paper contained full direction to the beach. I knew the minute i opened the paper that my trip would be long and exciting, not to mention lost. We went there at 11.30am. Our destination was Wonosari. It was around 35 kilometers from Yogyakarta. Well, the trip there to Wonosari was almost flawless. The road was a bit scary especially when we had to pass Bukit Bintang. It was a beautiful hill with steepy ascents. Well, well, after spent 45 minutes, we arrived at Wonosari, yippie. From Wonosari, we had to find the beaches. You know what actually it was quite easy to find the way there to the beaches. There were sufficient sign to tell which way you should go. Okay, the direction was easy, but not with the road. Bukit Bintang steepy road was nothing. The ascent to go to the beach were marvelous. Our biggest fear was stuck behind huge truck which carried sand or wood. Hahahha.

At 12.40, we finally arrived at Kukup Beach. I've been there three times, but never get bored. This beach was awesome. I think that this beach is as good as Tanah Lot beach in Bali. So i went change, and ready with my beach outfit and started to pose. Narcissistic. That was why i brought Iku. He was really a good friend of mine. He didn't mind to help me taking hundreds of pictures. Damn this Kukup Beach was awesome. The water was sooo clear. I could see the living organism obviously. There were several people rented the straw mat for 5,000 IDR only. If you want to enjoy the view, i suggest you to go to this beach. But, if you want to swim, errr, it's kinda dangerous here. The wave was big. We spent 2 hours there in Kukup Beach. Actually i wanted to stay there longer, but Iku wanted to go to another beach.

beach girl

Kukup Beach

happy Iku

We continued our trip to Sadranan Beach. It was 15 minutes only from Kukup Beach. Well, i gotta tell you something. There was tens of beaches in Wonosari and all of them was unique. Until now, i have visited five of them. That was my first time visited Sadranan Beach. Wow, Sadranan Beach was like private beach. There were only several people there. The sand was white and clean. The wave was also friendly. Iku jumped in into the water right away. In Sadranan Beach i saw four fishermen trying their luck. They were very friendly. When they passed us by, they showed us their catch. I spent most of my time there by playing with the waves, writing on the sand, and taking pictures.

Arithalia mini dress, House of Mangos hat

Let's talk about my outfit there. I wore a cute red mini dress that i've owned since 5 years ago. I completed my look with a beautiful straw hat and sunglasses. That's it. The simplicity. You don't need to wear many clothes in the beach. That's another advantages of beach that i worship.

Soooo, we then left at 5.30pm. We totally spent 1 hour 40 minutes to return to Yogya. Well, i didn't enjoy my trip with motorcycle. It was so tiring. I couldn't feel my feet and my ass. Hahahha. I am so thankful now for having a car for my daily transportation. I then admired people who use motorcycle as their daily basis. You guys rock!!! Alright then, sorry for the long post, it's hard to keep my mouth shut when it comes to beach topics. Enjoy your week readers. Taaaa

Fashion and Friendship

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sun, 29 Apr 2012 00:30:00 +0700

Gossip Girl Season 4 Episode 1

Blair: "Oo la la! Paris is burning and Serena and Blair lit the match." Of course your flame is hotter than mine. Everyone knows that the only guy who's been in my pants all summer is the tailor at Pierre Balmain.

Serena: And whose fault is that? B, just as many guys have flirted with you. I just happen to have a thing for French waiters.

Blair: And bartenders. And museum docents. Anyone on a Vespa or a bicycle. Or wearing Zadig & Voltaire.

Hahahahaha, those dynamic duo are intoxicating. How I love Gossip Girl, good story, good fashion and good quotes :D

Relative Happiness

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 28 Apr 2012 23:55:00 +0700

People do pursue happiness. Some of them identified happiness with money, power, or even authority. I just realized that happiness is truly relative. My happiness might be different from yours. I don't have any complicated so-called happiness. Indeed, my happiness is pretty simple.

the best pancake in town

Happiness for me is sipping tea and biting warm pancake alone or accompanied by one good friend only.

Happiness also could be me sitting on a park bench with a good novel and seeing people passed me by. It is always comforting observing and guessing what other people up to.

Happiness also easily found by me by strolling along in the beach, pampering myself with superb view, feeling the sand in my feet. That's awesome, isn't it?

Happiness is accidentally bumped into your crush somewhere, whether he realizes your existence or not. The thing that matter is you see him.

My ultimate happiness is having a me time for daydreaming about what my future will be. I always wanna live in Paris or London, with four children (two of them are twins) and a caring husband in a sophisticated apartment.

Paris, the dreamland

Aaaaah, see, my happiness is simple. Some of them are even free. I can simply choose which happiness that i want (except maybe the last one, i have to go long way through for that :) ) So readers, whatever your source of happiness is, remember, you deserve to be happy, be positive, if i can do that, then you can too.

Pembelajaran dan Pendewasaan

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 21 Apr 2012 10:55:00 +0700

Perjalanan saya ke Eropa selama 5 bulan membawa banyak perubahan pada diri saya. Berasal dari keluarga yang konservatif dan orangtua yang kelewat protektif membuat mereka khawatir ketika akan mengizinkan saya pergi keluar negeri seorang diri. Tapi ya, keteguhan niat saya sudah tidak bisa dibendung lagi, berbagai nasihat pun diberikan menjelang kepergian saya.

Setibanya saya di Perancis, saya sudah merasakan jiwa petualang saya menyeruak kembali ke permukaan. Perasaan ingin tahu dan ingin mencoba ini itu rasanya hampir tak tertahankan. Saya tidak sempat merasa kesepian dengan absennya mahasiswa Indonesia di kampus saya, SKEMA Business School, mengingat akan merupakan suatu kesia-siaan bila saya hanya mengunci diri di dalam kamar. Di Perancis, perlahan-lahan saya berusaha meninggalkan sifat khas orang Asia yang cenderung kolektif dan melakukan hampir semua aktifitas bersama-sama. Saya menjadi lebih individualis yang berusaha sesedikit mungkin bergantung pada orang lain. Saya ingin mandiri.

Setiap hari adalah petualangan. Selalu ada pengalaman baru yang saya dapatkan. Tidak melulu bagus, terkadang juga saya mengalami peristiwa yang membuat saya sedih, miris, galau, tapi saya bertekad untuk tidak berlarut-larut dalam segala bentuk kesedihan karena demi Tuhan, saya sedang di Perancis, negara impian puluhan juta orang, dan daripada saya menggalau, oh, masih ada banyak orang yang rela bertukar tempat dengan saya. Saya berusaha meyakini segala sesuatu pasti terjadi karena sebuah alasan. Yeaaa, I became so positive there, in France.

Pelan tapi pasti, saya menjadi lebih berani dari hari ke hari. Saya gemar menyusuri jalan-jalan di kota saya, Lille, untuk melihat dan mengenal sekeliling, berhenti di salah satu anak tangga di teras sebuah bangunan tua hanya untuk menyesap air minum dan melahap crepes, atau mungkin hanya duduk mematung sambil melihat orang berlalu lalang. Apakah saya tidak takut hilang atau tersasar? Oho, jangan salah, saya adalah orang yang buta arah, tidak dapat membedakan mana utara selatan, layanan Blackberry saya pun tidak saya aktifkan disana sehingga saya hanya mengandalkan hape tua saya yang tidak dilengkapi layanan internet bila saya tersasar. Pernah suatu waktu ketika saya sedang di Metro (kereta bawah tanah di Perancis) saya berulangkali mengecek dengan gugup apakah saya sudah menuju arah yang benar. Tapi saya berusaha untuk tampil (sok) tenang agar penumpang lain tidak melilhat kegugupan saya. Lega rasanya ketika bisa sampai di tempat tujuan dengan selamat.

Kadar keberanian dan kepercayaan diri saya meningkat dengan ajaib di bulan kedua saya di Perancis. Hal itu dipicu dengan telah terbitnya Residence Permit saya yang mengizinkan saya untuk berkeliling negara Eropa dengan aman. Sekedar informasi, untuk orang yang akan tinggal di Perancis lebih dari 3 bulan, diwajibkan untuk membuat Residence Permit ini, jika anda berniat tinggal kurang dari 2 bulan, cukuplah mendaftar visa Schengen saja.

Residence permit sudah di tangan, saya pun memulai perjalanan berkeliling Eropa untuk mengunjungi teman-teman saya yang tersebar di sana. Hampir di setiap perjalanan saya selalu pergi sendiri, tetapi pasti sudah ada tim penyambut di negara yang saya tuju. Bepergian sendiri membuka banyak perspektif baru dalam diri saya. Masih segar dalam ingatan saya, ketika saya harus berlari kesetanan untuk mengejar shuttle bus yang sudah akan berangkat. Setibanya di dekat bus saya pun mengetuk pintu bus dengan muka memelas dan nafas memburu, untung saja si pengemudi membukakan pintu bus dan mempersilahkan saya masuk. Di dalam bus saya tertawa tertahan mengingat aksi konyol yang saya lakukan sebelumnya. Saya, si gadis mungil dengan tinggi tak sampai 155cm berlari-lari menggebah pejalan kaki lainnya sambil menyeret koper demi dapat mengejar shuttle bus ke arah bandara.

Peristiwa paling menakjubkan yang mengubah pola pikir saya terjadi pada bulan Januari 2012, ketika saya akan melakukan perjalanan ke Swedia. Saya menggunakan maskapai penerbangan murah, Ryan Air, yang mengharuskan saya untuk berangkat dari bandara Charlesroi di Brussels, Belgia pada jam 7 pagi. Tunggu sebentar, saya ada Perancis, tapi kenapa saya berangkat dari Belgia? Well, begitulah Ryan Air, tidak semua negara mempunyai penerbangan yang sama. Bila saya ingin ke Swedia dari Perancis, saya harus ke Paris terlebih dahulu. Dan bandara di Paris yang digunakan oleh Ryan Air bukanlah bandara utama Charles de Gaulle yang terletak di kota, melainkan bandara Bauvais yg terletak di pelosok Paris. Biaya yang saya gunakan dari Lille ke Paris Bauvais bisa saja lebih mahal dari tiket saya ke Swedia. Jadilah saya memutuskan terbang dari Brussels yang tidak jauh dari Lille.

Ketika melihat jadwal kereta pagi, saya baru sadar bahwa saya tidak akan mungkin dapat mengejar ke bandara. Kereta paling pagi berangkat sekitar pukul 6 dan akan sampai di Brussels pada pukul 7. Padahal saya harus sudah ada di bandara satu jam sebelumnya untuk mengurus tetek bengek di bandara. Jadilah saya mengambil kereta paling malam ke Charlesroi dan memutuskan untuk menghabiskan malam di stasiun kereta sambil menyesap susu hangat (saya bukan penikmat kopi) dan membaca majalah di salah satu kafe di stasiun Charlesroi.

Kereta yang saya tumpangi dari Lille amat sangat sepi. Hanya ada 3 orang di gerbong yang saya naiki, dan bisa ditebak, sayalah satu-satunya perempuan di gerbong itu. Ketika kondektur kereta datang dan memeriksa karcis saya, saya meminta agar saya diperingatkan ketika saya akan sampai di tempat tujuan, tak dinyana seorang bapak di gerbong tersebut ternyata juga akan turun di tempat yang sama. Berkali-kali saya menjaga diri agar tidak terlelap dan kebablasan pemberhentian. Saya terus menerus berusaha melihat keluar setiap kali kereta berhenti untuk menghitung berapa pemberhentian lagi sebelum tujuan saya.

Pukul 23.45 saya tiba di stasiun kereta Charlesroi bersama sekitar 6 penumpang yang lain (termasuk si bapak baik hati yang membantu menurunkan koper saya). Saya pun melongo melihat stasiun yang gelap dan kosong melompong tanpa ada toko atau kafe yang buka. Penumpang-penumpang lain yang tadi turun bersama saya bergegas keluar stasiun, saya pun mengikuti mereka sembari setengah berharap saya akan menemukan salah satu penumpang yang berniat menghabiskan malam di stasiun, ternyata harapan saya itu tidak terkabul. Saya mengecek jadwal bis selanjutnya yang akan membawa saya ke bandara, ternyata bis baru akan tersedia pukul 5 pagi. Kepanikan mulai menggelegak, saya mencegat salah satu petugas stasiun dan bertanya apakah ada hotel atau kafe atau restoran yang buka di dekat stasiun, dengan mata menyipit dan melihat jam tangannya beliau pun berkata “je crois que non mademoiselle, le gare sera ouvert a 04h00” – saya rasa tidak ada nona, stasiun ini akan buka kembali nanti pada pukul 4—dan si petugas tadi pun berlalu meninggalkan saya seorang diri.

Saya melihat sekeliling dengan bingung dan panik, berbagai macam cerita kejahatan seperti perampokan, pembunuhan dan perkosaan berputar di kepala saya. Saya pun akhirnya memutuskan duduk di anak tangga yang tersembunyi dan paling dekat dengan kamera pengawas untuk menghindari tindak kejahatan yang mungkin terjadi. Saya bisa saja ke bandara naik taksi, namun setelah mengintip dan melihat sopir-sopir taksi berwajah seram, saya pun memutuskan menunggu pagi di stasiun. Sendirian.

Waktu 4 jam terasa berlalu sangat lambat. Untung saja saya membawa buku bacaan untuk menjaga saya tetap waras selama penantian yang terasa berabad abad. Rasa kantuk di kereta mendadak hilang digantikan adrenalin yang memaksa saya untuk terus waspada. Saya pun berusaha berkirim pesan kepada teman-teman saya di Indonesia, dengan asumsi mereka sudah bangun karena saya yakin saat itu sudah pagi di Indonesia. Sayang sekali hanya sedikit yang membalas dan bertukar pesan dengan saya. Saya pun hanya ditemani sebuah novel dan bunyi kereta yang melintas di stasiun. Setiap 45 menit sekali saya bangkit dan berjalan-jalan sekedar untuk melemaskan kaki. Rasanya saya sudah membaca habis semua iklan dan jadwal keberangkatan kereta di papan pengumuman kala itu.

Pukul 2 pagi, saya mendengar langkah kaki mendekat, saya pun merapatkan diri ke tembok tempat saya bersembunyi, sambil mengintip sedikit demi sedikit, ternyata itu adalah tukang Koran yang meletakkan korannya di stasiun. Kepala saya pun muncul dari balik tembok ketika saya menyapa si loper koran. ‘Bonjour’ sapa saya dengan senang melihat adanya tanda-tanda kehidupan. Si loper koran pun terkejut melihat kehadiran saya dengan pakaian ala gadis eskimo, lengkap dengan penutup telinga saya. Dia pun bertanya apa yang saya lakukan di stasiun pada pukul 2 pagi, ketika saya menjawab saya menunggu bis ke bandara, dia membalas memandang saya dengan iba, dia pun mengajak saya untuk berkeliling stasiun guna mengedarkan koran-koran. Dengan halus saya menolak, bukan karena saya takut, tapi saya membawa koper yang akan merepotkan untuk naik turun tangga. Si loper koran pun berlalu setelah meminta saya berhati-hati dalam menunggu pagi.

bersama Vidya di Jonkoping, Swedia

Pukul 4 pagi pun akhirnya tiba juga, hati saya membengkak dua kali lipat ukuran aslinya melihat televisi layar datar yang berisi jadwal keberangkatan mulai menyala. Perlahan tapi pasti, saya membereskan ‘markas’ saya dan menuju ke pintu stasiun untuk menunggu bis yang akan mengantar saya ke bandara. Di halte bis saya melihat orang-orang yang diturunkan oleh keluarganya untuk menunggu bis ke bandara. Saya pun menyunggingkan seulas senyum kepada mereka karena saya merasa sangat bangga bisa bertahan seorang diri di stasiun selama 4 jam. Pelajaran yang dapat saya petik adalah stasiun di Eropa itu tidak sama dengan di Indonesia yang meskipun tidak buka 24 jam, tetapi akses ke peradaban sangat melimpah. Saya tidak mau lagi menginap di stasiun di Eropa :D

Sani, si panitia penyambut

Hidup di negeri orang tidak melulu susah. Memang benar kata pepatah, dimana bumi dipijak disitu langit dijunjung. Kita harus pintar beradaptasi dan berpikiran terbuka. Saya masih menyimpan banyak kisah life-changing ketika saya di Eropa. Mungkin saya akan membaginya di lain kesempatan kepada para pembaca. Oh, sekedar ingin tahu, apakah anda menyukai gaya menulis saya dalam bahasa Indonesia? Mengingat saya lebih banyak memposting dalam bahasa Inggris. Terima kasih, selamat berakhir pekan semuanyaaa J

Cheesy Dowey

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Fri, 20 Apr 2012 21:44:00 +0700

Everyone must ever been in love at least once. For those who ever experience love, then it becomes easy to assess the presence of love. There are just too many signs to be seen :D Have you ever hypnotized by the shape of someone's nose? Have you even freaked out by the crazy imagination of someone's lips? Do you need longer time to overwhelm the butterflies in your stomach? Do you feel deep need to see the mirror again and again? Do your palms became annoyingly sweaty? And do not forget the schoolgirl feeling that can glow your face instantly. Ah love, the magical spell in you will never revealed, no matter how many movies are made, how many songs and books are written.

Porto Trip, November 2011

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Wed, 28 Mar 2012 11:30:00 +0700

Ahoy fellas, due to the national holiday I then graced by the long weekend for this week. How can I not happy? More holidays mean more family time. So how are you my dear readers? Do you also have long weekend? If not, then hang in there fellas, it’ll be weekend soon. Today’s post will be about another story related to my Europe trip. You know what, sometimes, it’s not easy to remember every single pieces of my trip since I don’t possess any notes, just pictures, but here I am, try to share my wonderful memories because I might explode if I don’t do so J well, then, please enjoy.

I decided to visit Porto by accident. I have a friend named Kartina, she’s half Indonesian half Belgian. I thought she was in Brussels, Belgium, but when I contacted her, she told me that she did the exchange programs in Porto, Portugal. Well, after searched for the ticket, I found that it’s pretty convenient to go there. Thus, on the third week of November, I booked a round trip ticket and flew to Porto.

One of the reasons why I agreed to visit Porto (besides Kartina was there) was because the direct flight from Lille to Porto. Well, I used Ryan Air, the low-cost airline in Europe, and usually it flew not from main cities and main airports, therefore when I found Lille-Porto on the list, I should got going, shouldn’t i?? My flight was at 7pm, but I already waited for the Navette (shuttle bus) since 4.30pm. Being raised in Indonesia make you understand that anything can happened in the road, like what if there’s a traffic? Or strike? Hahhaha, anyway, I arrived in the airport at 5pm, well, it’s better than late :D Oooh, before I forgot, the Navette was pretty cheap, for single trip you’ll have to pay 7 €, but for round trip you only pay 9 €. Woohooo!!! Alright then, after 2.5 hours flight, I finally landed in Porto safe and sound. Too bad it’s already dark when I got there, so the sight-seeing started the next day.

The next day, I woke up with amazing due to the warm greet of the sunshine. The temperature in Lille at that time was around 1-5° Celsius, and meanwhile, it was 15° C in Porto, yippie!! So I woke Kartina up, made quick breakfast and started the city tour. Kartina took me to the downtown by bus. I already bought one day ticket that enabled me to use all kind of transportation mode for one day (but in particular zone only). Our first stop was Torre des Clerigos. It was the tallest church tower in Portugal. Well, I saw no significant difference between the European church, or maybe I was just not into church design :D And then, just by crossing the street, we arrived at Universidade de Porto, this university wasn’t as big as my hometown university, but at least bigger from my uni in France, hehehehe. We then walked again till Avenida dos Aliados. It was like the main street in Porto.

It was a large boulevard surrounded by town hall, big hotels, famous banks and many shops. My eyes caught many tourists were centered in this boulevard to take pictures or just waited for the other. I started to feel that I was overdress there, but my laziness in carrying my coat made me kept suffer from the heat. Kartina then escorted me to the main train station and grabbed some roasted chestnuts there.

I stumbled on the facts that the price in Portugal was cheaper than in any other European countries. Not only in the food price, but also the apparel!! When I entered Zara and Stradivarius stores, I saw the double price tag. We could see that Portugal got the lower price. Kartina told me that it was because the crisis that forced the government to tighten the debt and country’s budget then implied to the rise of unemployed rate. It was kinda sad seeing many building and apartment labeled with “for rent, for sale” signs.

The weather on the third day of my visit in Porto was a bit gloomy. Before we left the apartment, we brought the umbrellas just in case it turned out into rain. Walked around Porto in rainy day wasn’t nice. Knowing that I was upset, Kartina took me to try the ancient tram. Well, my impression of the tram was wow. Yeaaah, it was a very old tram. The woman machinist was really kind as well. She let us took the picture inside and outside the tram. Hahahah. Unfortunately, the ancient tram route was limited, so we got of near the Ponte D.Luis to sip hot tea there. Ponte D.Luis was a very nice place. It was a huge bridge which split Porto into two sides. Actually there was a subway that could take us to another side of the bridge, but we decided to walk across the bridge. In the afternoon, Kartina suggested me to go to the famous vineyards near the bridge. There were a lot of vineyards down the bridge.

Since Kartina already stayed in Porto for almost 2 months, so she recommended me to enter the Sandeman House. Sandeman is Porto local wine. In Sandeman House we took the tour to know the wine history, wine storages, and the wine tasting. The tour was sophisticated. By only paying 4.5 Euro, you’d receive a one hour complete tour and two glasses of wines. Yaaay!! We decided to go home after to have some rest because at night we would attend the Brazilian Party.

We woke up quite late the next day after partying till almost 5 am. But the weather seemed friendly so we went to Fez beach, it was 30 minutes by bus and subway. Olalaaaa the beach was awesome!! I really like it. It was a rocky beach with fascinating wave. We also went closer to the lighthouse to take astonishing pictures. Wow!! I mean, I went to the beach when the temperature in France was freeeezing, hahahha, I successfully made my French friend die in jealousy :D Couple hours later we went to the cinema to see Midnight at Paris. The movie was perfect. Ooh, one funny thing about the cinema in Porto was the break. Yeaah, there was a 10 to 15 minutes break during the movie. I presumed it was because the massive old population in Porto. Seriously, they were everywhere. I experience stunning look almost everywhere. Maybe it was quite rare to see a young Asian girl there J well, it was my last night in Porto, so we went home because the next day I had flight to catch in the morning. I went home packing and cooking my famous bakwan :D

Overall, I do enjoy Porto. It was nice and friendly city, too bad only few of the people there who can speak English. I miss the food, the beach and the sun. Thanks Kartina for being so darling by taking me almost everywhere. See you again Porto J

from Stranger to Sister

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Fri, 16 Mar 2012 17:49:00 +0700

Hello readers, how are you ? I hope that everything went fine during this week. Well, I believed that you guys are still remembering when I mentioned about my roommates when I was in France. Just a quick catch up, I lived with two wonderful ladies from Colombia and Finland. Well, the reason why I tell you this is because my Finland roommate, Natalia, is having a birthday today. Yaaay!!! I actually already sent her postcards and money as her gift, but they just didn’t arrive in time. So, I guess I will just write some thoughts of mine in order to you know, celebrating her birthday.

yaaaay, have a blast birthday Nataaa :)

I first met Natalia on September 5, 2011. I still remember my feeling at that time. I felt unlucky. Hahahaha, it was just because she arrived the day before so she could pick the bigger room. Damn. During the first week, I found it was quite hard for me and Alejandra (my Colombian roommate) to cope with Natalia. She was cold. She tended to minimize the interact portion with us. It was still engraved in my mind when we had our groceries shopping together. We split up to find our own grocery and when it’s time to go home, we just couldn’t find her and then we received a text that saying she went home already. Eew, what an anti-social creature: D

another lunch time at Paul

Natalia was also a home-girl type. It was extremely difficult to get her ass out in the several first weeks. Her favorite excuse was that she needed to work. But do not call me Dewy if I didn’t succeed to drag her out of the apartment. It was so fun. We took some pre-party thingy and got a lil, well, tipsy. Well, it was all worth especially when we saw the pictures captured in the camera. After several parties attended, I got to understand that it was double or triple tequila shots that separated my dear Natalia from her party soul, hehhehe.

food n Natalia would make such a perfect couple

Have I told you guys that Natalia always find something to be complained about? Ooooh yeeah, she’s good at it. No, she excelled at it. She complained at almost everything, such as the weather, the schedule, the cashier, etc. If only i could cash out her complains, i would be extremely rich !!!! Gosh, I didn’t know how much time I spent to brainwash her that there were a lot of people with worse condition. But sometimes when I was too lazy to preach on her, I just let her complain :D

Natalia gone wild

As the months passed by, we were getting closer and closer like sisters. We loooved going to the creperie and trying to increase our diabetes risk, and I even accompanied her to do the waxing!! At that time I was hope that I might get the chance to hear her painfully scream, which I didn’t. Yeaa, too bad :D Our bond were getting tighter when Natalia taught me some Russian words. The words were ranging from the greeting till the cursing vocabularies. Hahahha.

Natalia in our historical crepes stall

Natalia is Natalia. Although she’s bossy, cold, flat-face (another synonym for cold, I guess), complainer, but she’s also nationalist, meticulous, salad-lover, and she has Scandinavian beauty. I always adore her figure with the classy look. She is a good friend of mine. She taught me a lot of things like how to differentiate niece and nephew (i mean it!!!!), how to hold the fork, how to be stricter, how to cook, and even how to walk faster. I can’t believe it’s been more than 3 months since our last meeting. Actually i still able to write longer post about her, but let just save it till her next birthday. Lol :D

Well, my dear friend Natalia, happy bday there, I just wish the very best of you on your birthday today. May you have a wonderful life throughout the year, surrounded by your family, friends and your beloved-one. I love you and it’s been a pleasure knowing you :D

Eurotrip Outfits

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Tue, 28 Feb 2012 11:25:00 +0700

hello all, wow, I guess i've been hit by nerdy virus since i surprisingly become very active in posting again. Hahahaha. So, i just want to make a quick post regarding the outfits i wear during my exchange period in Europe. Just for a note, almost all of the coats that i have was bought in Europe. It'll be better for you guys who will go travel to buy your clothes in your destination country because the price is cheaper and there'll be more variation. Have a nice reading

grey coat (bought in Lille, France), brown scarf (bought in Porto, Portugal), sling-bag (bought in Porto, Portugal), black gloves (bought in Lille, France), dark brown leggings (bought in Cologne, Germany), brown boots (belong to my friend, we did a trade for a while)

orange scarf (bought in Indonesia), black coat (bought in Lille, France)

blue hat (bought in Indonesia), blue scarf (bought in Amsterdam, Netherlands), blue gloves (bought in Cologne, Germany)

silver bag (bought in Indonesia), flower midi-dress (bought in Indonesia), black cardigan (bought in Indonesia), grey leggings (bought in Lille, France), black boots (bought in Lille, France)

brown coat (bought in Lille, France), red mini skirt (bought in Porto, Portugal), dark blue leggings (bought in Cologne, Germany)

black leggings (bought in Indonesia), grey boots (bought in Lille, France), red belt (owned by my friend, Vidya)

red jacket (bought in Indonesia), pink gloves (bought in Cologne, Germany), yellow tops (bought in Lille, France)

Cologne, Germany Trip (part 2)

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Mon, 27 Feb 2012 11:10:00 +0700

Hey all, what you’ve been up to? It’s been almost 3 weeks since I returned from France. It is nice seeing my friends here, there are a lot of new stories that I need to catch up with them. So these last two weeks, I always went out with them without worrying about my thesis, sigh :D Alright then, enough with the my breaking news, I just wanna continue telling about my Cologne trip, so sit back, relax and enjoooy :D

Ophy, Ifti and me

The first day I arrived in Cologne was already quite late. I met my friends, Ifti and Ophy there. They were like me, taking exchange program from one semester abroad. So, after picked me up in the train station, we went to grab dinner in Turkey restaurant. We spent like one hour there before we split up. Ophy went home and I stayed over in Ifti’s student residence. You know what, I was kinda worried when I saw the way to go Ifti’s place because it was so dark and inhabitant (okay, I started to exaggerate). It was just like entering a forest, well, I wouldn’t complain that much if it’s noon, but it was night time, hahahaha. In the end, I was so happy arriving safe and sound in Ifti’s place.

in front of the Sport Museum :D

The next day, Ifti took me to walk in Rheine riverbanks. The weather that day was really nice. During our walk, Ifti told me that at night she and Ophy would take me to the giant wheel so that I would be able to see the whole city landscape, of course I agreed for that delightful plan. Long before I arrived in Cologne, Ifti already promised me to take me to the Chocolate Museum. So it was the time to ask for her promise. The entrance ticket was 5 Euro for student (no forget to bring your student card), and 9 Euro for general.

I really like Chocolate Museum, they seemed like open factory, because we could see the process in making chocolate and the best thing was that we were allowed to take picture inside the museum. That was my first time seeing chocolate production which was sooo sophisticating, they used robotic thingy to pour the chocolate mixture into the mold. There was also a lot of heavy machineries to mince and stir the chocolate. Me n Ifti we did take a lot of pictures there, I believed more than a hundred pictures were taken, hahhaha. After we’re done in Chocolate Museum, we met Ophy.

We walked through Neumarkt, it was Cologne famous shopping street. There were a lot of shops there, although most of them I could find in Lille :D During our walk, Ifti found a very cute white coat in very good price, good for her. After that, we went into Ophy’s apartment because they had cyber class at 5pm.

The third day, I went into Fachhochshule Koln, it’s Ifti and Ophy university. What for? Well, I joined their class, err, actually I was the intruders. Ifti and Ophy convinced me to take half session (just like I did in Rotterdam) and free to go after the break. In the break, we had “mensa” in university cafeteria. From that moment, I stumbled into a thought that German people do concern more about quantity instead of quality. I paid only 2.95 Euro and I got a tray full of bread, rice, fruit, lasagna and many more. Wow!! Fascinating!!! After they’re done with their class, we went to the Dom.

in the Dom stairs

Dom is a huge cathedral in Cologne which located in front of the train station. The entrance was free, so we spent like one hour inside, taking pictures, of course. After wandering around in the Dom, we split up. Ophy had to go because she had work to do. Then, Ifti took me to Hohenzollernbrucke. It was a famous bridge in Cologne, indeed, it was one of Cologne landscape. What makes the bridge truly well-known was the love padlock in its wall. More than millions of padlocks were there, crafted with romantic poets. I just wondered how to get rid of old padlocks if there isn’t any space left and how they can recognize which is the old one. After crossing the bridge, we arrived at LVR Turm building.

the breathtaking view in the top of LVR Turm Building

It was a high building which we could have the access into the top by paying 2.5 Euro. The reason why Ifti took me to this building because there wasn’t any giant wheel anymore, like what she’d promised the day before. The giant wheel had been removed. Hahahaha. After that, we went to Kampung Indonesia (Indonesian restaurant where Ifti and Ophy work) to have dinner with their classmate. And oh, that night I slept in Ophy’s apartment because the next day I would leave Cologne, and I found that Ophy’s place was closer with the train station.

me, Ifti, Ophy and their clasmates @ Kampung Indonesia

The fourth day, we just spent the day by taking a walk to buy costumes for Ifti and Ophy, because the next day was the 11-11-11 Cologne Carnival. And after that we cooked lunch in Ophy’s. So, 45 minutes before my departure, we already left the apartment and started moving to the train station. We took the subway by considering it would take maximum 15 minutes only. But guess what my dear readers, the subway moved very very slow. At first we didn’t realize it, but as the time goes by, we were getting panic. We arrived in the train station 2 minutes before my departure. Ophy grabbed my suitcase and asked me to run to catch my train. Goddamit, I run as fast as I can. I screamed into the crowd so they would clear my way, damn I hate running!!! And finally I arrived at the platform, seeing my train there. I asked Ifti to open the door, but it was locked!!!! I saw the machinist in the train and begged him to open the door for me but he just lifted his shoulders and gave me a look like it was fault why I was late. And yes, I saw my train LEAVING, with me left behind. I was so shock, so were Ifti and Ophy. We went to see the train officer and asked whether there would be any train to Lille later or not. The station officer suggested us to see my train agent in front of the station. We went there and surprisingly the staff didn’t speak any English. Ifti and Ophy they didn’t speak fluent German. Daaaamn, that was frustrating!! Ophy called his boyfriend and ask him to explain my situation. But his explanation was confusing. When I felt like almost hitting the bottom, I suddenly asked the staff: “est-ce-que vous connaissez français?” aaaaand he nodded his head!! Hahahhaa.. So then I explained all my problems and the cause why I was unable to catch the train and you know what some of the train ticket was refundable. Yaaaay!!! He also helped me finding a train to Lille the next day. Hahahaha.

me in front of the Koln Hauptbanhof, the train station

The fifth day, I woke Ophy’s up because my train was at 9am and hell yeah, I didn’t wanna lose it again. So, we went to the train station again, but with different subway lines. Hahahhaha. Finally I was succeed getting into the train without any drama like the day before. What a nice adventure. Thanks Ifti, Ophy and Patrick for spiced up my holiday there.

Cologne, Germany Trip

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 18 Feb 2012 21:08:00 +0700

Alohaaa readers, miss me already? Well, since I’m almost done with my study, I have more free time to fill this blog, although sometimes I just feel jealous to myself regarded how easy the words flowing through my fingertips in writing the posts here instead of writing my thesis, oooops :D Alright then, today’s post will tell you about my journey to Cologne or Koln, a city located in western Germany. But I think I will split my Cologne story into two parts because I do really have a lot of thing to tell. Enjoooy!!

I went to Cologne directly from Rotterdam. I took the Eurolines bus from Rotterdam central station. When I wanted to enter the bus, I noticed that the passengers were just me and two African people. I felt a bit worried at the beginning but well, what choice did I have? So after tried finding a seat as close as possible with the driver, I sat back and relax. One hour later, we arrived at Amsterdam and had 30 minutes break and you know what, there were more people boarding into the bus. Yaaay!!

The trip to Cologne from Amsterdam was supposed to be 3 hours long, but unfortunately it was already dark outside so I spent most of my time by sleeping. In the middle of my journey, one of the African passengers started to make a conversation with me. Well, I didn’t mind having a chatty friend to spend the time during my journey, but if the conversation was getting completely off base, ohooo, that’s making me uncomfortable. So, please don’t get me wrong if I give him my fake name and phone number. Hahhahah :D

I did have a lot of new experiences during this 3 hours trip. My favorite is when we entered Germany border ( I notice it by the SMS that welcoming me to Germany ) suddenly our bus was surrounded by two police cars. They asked us to stop. I was afraid and excited at once. I felt safe because I had all the document needed for travel. Then, four policemen entered the bus, greeted us and started to check our documents, like passport or visa. I was pretty sure that they did a random checking in unpredicted moments because there were 2 passengers in the bus which having problem with their documents. One passenger from Eastern Europe was caught having…..weapon (speechless) without bringing the proper document. Thus, he was asked to de-bus by the policemen. The checked took about 30 minutes and everyone felt happy when finally the policemen let us continue the journey. 15 minutes later, we stopped at the gas station and I decided to go to the restroom. I stopped for a while because the restroom was located a bit far and I have to pass the parking trucks to go there. Suddenly, voila, there was a woman that goes to the same direction with me. So I walked with her and she started asking me a lot of stuffs in dutch!! Hahahha, that was so funny, I explained her that I didn’t understand any dutch and when I tried to speak in English it turned out that she didn’t understand English. Well, we kept on communicating on our way to the restroom by making some understandable gesture :D Oh, how I love that kind of coincidence that enriches my experience.

Our first stop in Germany was in small city called Dusseldorf and just in 5 minutes, it was just me and the driver in the end. Hell yeaaah, all the passengers got off in Dusseldorf!! Hahahha, that was awkward. The driver then asked me about my destination, ups I was afraid that I took the wrong bus which has Dusseldorf as its final destination. So in order to looked brave (and smart, perhaps), I asked the driver whether he will continue to drive me to Cologne or not, and how relieve I was when he said “of course, Cologne is just 30 minutes far from here”. Finally at 9.45 pm, I arrived in Cologne central station safe and sound. Then I texted my friend, Ophy and Ifti to meet me there (to be continued…)

Netherlands Trip

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 18 Feb 2012 17:51:00 +0700

the souvenir shop in Amsterdam

Back with me again, readers, how are you? As I promised before, I will start to share you guys about my adventure in Europe. And the first country I visit outside France waaaaas ……. Netherlands!!! Long before I had my residence permit, I said to myself that I will travel around Europe, visit new places, meet new people, try all the public transport, etc. Please do not blame me with all the cockiness, I was just extremely excited. Sooo, a day after I got my residence permit, I started my adventure.

the WTC in Beurs, Rotterdam

My consideration in choosing Netherlands was because I have some friends there. They study in Erasmus University, Rotterdam. I went there for 4 days, November 3 to November 7. For my trip there, I took the Eurolines bus from my city, Lille. When I bought the bus ticket, I was a bit confused about the picking point. In the bus website, the pick-up point was between the Lille Europe train station and Crowne Plaza Hotel, but when I checked using the google map thingy, I saw no sign for Eurolines pick-up point. Not any single sign. So I contacted my Korean friend, Doyun, and fortunately she was able to accompany me there, and voila, I saw it with my own eyes that there was no sign of Eurolines bus there. No wonder I got so confuse. My departure should be at 16.30 but wow, the bus arrived 15 minutes before and left 5 minutes before the schedule. The bus driver was so friendly and funny. He made several jokes during the trip. One and a half hour later, the bus stopped at Brussels, Belgium. We had 45 minutes to wandering around or getting some food. Some of the passengers got of at Brussels and only few of them continuing to Rotterdam.

At 21.00, I finally arrived at Rotterdam grand central station. Surprisingly, it was only me who got off there. The remaining passengers were going to Amsterdam. So after waiting for about 20 minutes, my friend Ahmad and Dewisya finally picked me up there. I spent my first night in Dewisya’s apartment. Dewisya lived with 3 Indonesian girls. They all study in the Erasmus University.

cubic house

The next day, I went to Erasmus University and guess what, I joined their class. Well, not the whole class, just the first 90 minutes, and after that, while waiting for my friends finishing their class, I did a quick tour around the university. In the afternoon, me and Dewisya went to have some lunch in the downtown. I ate the kapsalon, it was slices of chicken combined with French fries and some salads. After that, we went to the city hall, world trade center and cubic house. I also met my friends Ira and Metta from my home university. The good thing in Rotterdam (or even the whole Netherlands) was the existence of Indonesian restaurant everywhere, maybe it was because not only the Dutch ever occupied Indonesia for almost 3.5 century, but also the expansion of Indonesian students to Netherlands itself. Knowing my lack in Indonesian culinary during my stay in France, my friends took me to an Indonesian restaurant owned by Indonesian couple. For 10 euro I got rice with ayam rica, tumis kacang panjang, and telur balado. It was delicious and worth the price, although in Indonesia, you will have at least ten portions of those food in that price. Well, I spent my second night in Ira and Metta apartment. Their apartment is a bit further, but they have bigger apartment than Dewisya. I even got my own room J

me n Dewisya

The day after, they took me to Amsterdam!! Yaaay, the train ticket was only 16 euro for two was because one of my friends got the discount card, not baaaad at all. The trip was only 1 hour long. Once we arrived in Amsterdam, we split the group. Me and Nilam went to Sex Museums, and Amsterdam Shopping Street. Actually I wanted to go to Madame Tussaud, but the queue line was so long. In the evening we went to a book store (I forgot the name) which sold the book in very good deal, unfortunately I didn’t buy any of those books. And at night we returned to Rotterdam.

The third day, it was the Idhul Adha day. All the moslems throughout the world celebrate this day by sacrificing four legged animals such as cow, camel, goat, etc. in Rotterdam, since there was a lot of Indonesian people, me and my friends went to the small mosque there and found a lot of Indonesian family there. After doing the pray, we gathered in a one Indonesian house and having the lunch there. Oh how I miss my family at that time..

My last day in Rotterdam was tranquil. I went to a local supermarket to buy some snacks for my next trip to Cologne, Germany. I bought Dutch traditional food, stroopwafel. I was so glad meeting my friends in Rotterdam. The local people there were also so fluent in English. What I didn’t like there is the public transport. It was so expensive. For a single journey could cost us 4 Euro, meanwhile in Lille, the same amount of money can be used to purchase one day ticket. Ckckckckkc k. It was funny how I also miss Lille during my every trip outside France.

Well, that was my trip to Rotterdam and Amsterdam. I will be back very soon to tell my other trips. You have a nice weekend!! Ciaooo

re-greet :)

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 18 Feb 2012 17:44:00 +0700

Dear readers, i’m back in Indonesia already. Finally after 5 months living in wonderland full of experiences and shocking moments, here I am again, in my hometown. I do have tons of stories to tell, since I amazingly made to visit 10 countries during my 5 months stay in Europe. So buckle up readers, the next posts will be exposing about my quick and delightful adventures. Yaaaaay!!!

Champion League, unforgettable moment

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 10 Dec 2011 03:12:00 +0700

Yooo, what's up readers? Here i am, still in Lille, France, in the middle of freezing month. Currently , i am waiting for the snow now. Please do not simply blame me, i never see snow before. So, i am in the middle of dilemma now, between my curiosity in seeing snow and my ability to face the freezing temperature. Well, while waiting for the snow, i want to share something extremely cool that i experience in October.

So, in my university, SKEMA Business School, it has a lot of student clubs which provide the students many interesting activities, from the cooking club till the sport club thingy. I do not join in any of that clubs but if there was an event thrown by a club i mostly attend that event. One day, when i was opening my facebook, i saw the sport club posted in the exchange student group. They invited us, the exchange students, to join them to watch the Champion League live. The match was between Inter Milan and Lille Football Club which held in Lille. Wow, how would i resist that kind of opportunity? So, yeah, i just simply signed myself in.

The next thing i know that in the next day, i paid the ticket (which cost 50 Euro, that the cheapest one though) and wait for a week to see the match. Finally, that day came. I would not forget the date. 18 October 2010. We gathered first in the uni at 7 pm. There were like 20 of us, and there were only 3 girls including me. Since the stadium was quite far, we had to take the metro (subway). In our way to the stadium, there were a lot of football supporters inside the metro, started to sing the club anthem. I was so excited. Yeaaah, i was in the game mood at that time. The, after passed 6 metro stops, we got of at Pont de Bois metro station and walked for about 10 minutes, and here i was, in Stadium Lille Metropole, surrounded by thousand of Lille supporters. Aaaaargh, i couldn't stop smiling at that time.

After wait for about 15 minutes, we finally entered the stadium and waiting impatiently for the match begun. I got a seat behind the gate. Surprisingly, i sat next to my Indonesian buddy which i met during my flight from Jakarta to Paris. Wow, what a coincidence. We chatted, took tens of pictures and tadaaaaaaa, the two teams entered the stadium. Woooow, i never watch a football match live from the stadium and at that moment, i felt such that kind of feeling. It was beyond enthusiastic. Unexplainable :D

Well, i could not remember a lot about the game. But unfortunately, the host team, LOSC, lost 1-0 to the guest team. That was a bit sad. Since i watched the match with my local friends, i knew how frustrated they were during the match. There were some good opportunities wasted by the host team.

The match ended at 10.45pm, the Lille supporters were a bit dissatisfied, but at least their team only lost 1-0. Briefly, i was really happy that day. One of my dream to see Champion League live was finally come true. It was such a priceless experience that i will never regret. So, do you have any wonderful unforgettable moment? Go share with me!!!

Me, My Shoes, and Walking Culture

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Tue, 1 Nov 2011 01:38:00 +0700

heey my dear readers, what you've been up to this far? here i am, still here in Lille, France. I will return to Indonesia next year. My return ticket there supposed to be in January, but i am thinking to extend my stay here. Well, in this occasion, i would like to share about the walking culture that i experience here, in Lille.

Since the first day i arrived here, i still can not fit with the walking culture possessed by the people here. They do love walking. In Indonesia, we are not a big fan of walking, we prefer to take the motorcycle or car to walk. Being raised in that circumstances make me face inevitable situation in Lille. The first day after i got off from the train, i had to walk a lot. I walked like two hour non-stop in total. Well maybe for you guys it wasn't a big deal, but for me, i never walk that much before. Soon after i reached my apartment, i took off my shoes and sunk in my bed.

My flatmates are from Colombia and Finland. Apparently, they both like walking as well. My first trip with them was quite embarrassing for me. I was almost always left behind. They walked too fast for me, and to make it more juicy, my feet were bruised and blistered everywhere. During the first month, i had a very deep relationship with the plaster in my feet.

As the time goes by, my situation were getting better. Although i haven't able to walk in the same speed like the native, at least my feet start to adapt my walking habit that i tried to build here, bud sadly, this rule did not apply with my shoes. Only two weeks after my arrival, i had to replace my old shoes. Yeaaah, they were broken, hahahha.. The new shoes that i bought hopefully will be able to survive longer than the old one.

Now, i found myself more tough in term of walking. With the flat shoes, i am capable to walk down the street, beach, park or anywhere for hours with less complain. But i feel that my only flat shoes are getting uncomfortable. Geeez, i truly need to invest on comfy shoes, otherwise the plaster invasion will be repeated :D

Enfiiin....

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sun, 25 Sep 2011 00:39:00 +0700

Dear readers, how are you? I am in France now. I can't tell you precisely how exited i am here. I've been dreaming to come here since i was in senior high school. The wait was seemed like forever, but it's worth the wait. Ok, let me share you about what i'm gonna do here in France.

Three months ago, I assigned for student exchange program in my hometown university, actually there were several choices about the exchange destination, such as Austria, Germany, Netherlands, Scotland. Japan, Singapore and Malaysia. I did not have hard time to choose which university cuz as i told you previously that France already haunted me for years :D

enfiiin....

After being occupied with all the administrative requirements and visa matter, i finally left Indonesia at September 4, 2011. Hmmm, it was stated that the flight would be about 15 hours, including two hours transit in Changi airport, Singapore, but unfortunately, there were some problems with the aircraft which made me stay longer in Changi. I made my touchdown in Charles de Gaulle airport at 11am and after i took a TGV to Lille.

Here, i don't live in Paris, but in Lille, located in the northern part of France. I remembered the first day i arrived here. I was so shocked with the weather. Oh please don't simply blame me. Will you expect the sunshine, rain and wind in a day? Yeaah, that was happened to me, hahahha. Well now i already learn that no matter how sunny outside, you never go wrong by prepare a scarf or umbrella in your bag before leaving your apartment.

Nathalia, Alejandra and me ^^

Talking about apartment, i share a flat with two girls. They were from Colombia and Finland. They were so nice and sweet. I do love them and my flat. Until now, i just can not believe my luck in getting this flat. It's located in the center of the city, i only need to walk (Gosh, please remind me that i have to tell you about the walking culture in Europe) for 10 minutes to get to my university, and the best part is that i got a very good price. You have to see the looks of my friends when they know about my flat :)

The rooms and the kitchen

Well, there are still a lot of things that i wanna share, literally. No worries, i'll be back in a jiffy :D Have a good day for you all...

Lots of love..

Dewy

Another love lesson

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Thu, 1 Sep 2011 08:47:00 +0700

"I finally found the answer and realized that all my suspicion was proven true. Now you remain nothing but coward to me. I made you shine, but you were just too blind"

That was the first cross my mind when I realized all my suspicions. The lies on the small stuffs and the radical changing attitudes. I made you shine, my dear. I transformed your appearance, I upgraded your dignity, I led you to the social oblivion. But I guess you were just too blind to see.

I had no doubt that you just used me as the experience and wait until the right time for simply ditch me. And you did, my dear.

Too bad you did not notice that the D as the beginning of my name is stand from Detective. You won't get away from this my dear. You won't. Sigh, I guess I have to learn the hard way..

Dagelan Malam

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Wed, 4 May 2011 07:11:00 +0700

Haloooooo, postingan kali ini ini gw mau nge-post pake bahasa. Bukannya kenapa-kenapa, tapi gw cuma ngga mau esensi lucu dari postingan gw ntar jadi berkurang *halah, ngaku aj blm jago bercerita in english.

Well, jadi gini niy, awal gw masuk s2 dulu, gw udah didoktrin dengan anggepan bahwa s2 itu lebih nyantai dari s1. Yang masuknya jarang lah, yang tugasnya sedikit lah, en de bla en de blaaaa. Nah, dasar gw orangnya ngga bisa diem, gw males aj dunkz klo misal kuliah sminggu 2 kali doank trus abis itu gw ngga ad kerjaan alamat gw bakalan mati bosen dilalerin ntar tuh. Sooo, jadilah gw cari-cari kerjaan yang ngga bakalan nyita banyak waktu gw dan bisa nambahin duit jajan. Gw pngen jadi part-timer teacher bahasa inggris, setelah gw jereng tuh koran, akhirnya gw nemuin tuh Realia English, tempat les yang pas bgt buat menuhin kriteria gw, jadwalnya fleksibel, atmosfirnya cozy pisan euy dan staff pengajarnya ramaaaaah bgt.

Ngajar dsana gw slalu kebagian kelas besar yang terdiri dari 6 orang. Nah salah satu kelas yg gw ajar adalah kelas 6 penyamun dari Teknik Perminyakan UPN. Oh yeaaaah, kelas penyamun aka cowok smuaaaa. Sempet bingung sbelum mau nerima niy kelas cuz takut ngga nyambung aj approach gw sama mereka. Hellooo, gw anak Manajemen dan mereka anak Teknik Minyak, errrrr, bagaikan air dengan minyak dah. Tapiii, keraguan gw berubah total. Mreka ngga seperti yang gw bayangkan. Hey, tenang aj, mreka tetep berwujud manusia normal laaah, tapi astagaaa, mereka kocak abis. Setiap kali masuk kelas ada aj guyonan yang sukses ngebikin gw ngakak dan terhibur dikit lah dari tugas-tugas kampus yang ternyata banyak bgt.

Jatah ngajar ini kelas cuma 14 kali pertemuan. Sbenernya dari satu bulan yang lalu, harusnya mereka udh masuk ke pertemuan terakhir alias pertemuan ke 14, tapiiiiii, ada aj alesan dan halangan yang ngebuat kelas terakhir gw bersama para jejaka itu ngga pernah kejadian. Kelas terakhir yang tak kunjung berakhir. *___*
Alesan-alesan klasik anak teknik pun mulai gw hapal dan diem-diem gw bikin list-nya loh *niat*

1. Praktikum
2. Kumpul laporan
3. Kelas malam
4. Ujian
5. Liburan
6. Kangen pacar x__x

Nah, alesan nomor satu itu lah yang paling sering mereka pake buat excuse. Minggu kemaren gw sempet rada bete sama mereka. Mereka bilang mau kelas terakhir jam 6 sore di hari Jumat (gw inget banget cuz pas niy hari ad royal wedding si Will-Kate di tipi, yang gw lewatiiiin - curcol). Dan karena gw pas itu lagi hectic bgt ngurusin seminar di kampus, gw minta mereka buat on time pas ujian dan mereka ngiyain pas gw bbm dan sms. Ya udah dunkz, gw tinggalin aj tuh gladi resik acara seminar gw jam 5 sore, saking buru-burunya gw sampai ngga sempet pamitan sama pacar yang jg ikutan ngurusin seminar. Ya udah, menjelang jam 6 sore gw udh duduk manis di Realia, kelas udah gw siapin, lampu sm kipas angin udh gw nyalain, tinggal nungguin murid-murid istimewa gw nongol aj tuh. Tapiiiii, menit demi menit berlalu *anjis bahasa gw* dan deru motor dan mobil mereka pun masi aj belum kedengeran. Gw liat jam, eh udah setengah 7 aj. Di Realia, klo murid ngga dateng lebih dari 30 menit tanpa pemberitahuan, guru boleh ninggalin muridnya loh. Tapi emang dasarnya gw masi berharap, gw tungguin lah mereka rada lamaan lagi. Jam 6 lewat 40, gw habis sabar, gw bbm mereka ngga dibales, ya udah dey gw balik ke kampus buat ngurusin seminar gw lagi. Selang 10 menit kemudian, hape sm BB gw mulai ribut, ternyata Realia sama murid gw pada ngontakin gw. Yaaa, gw udh kadung di jalan, mau balik males ah. Lagian gw kn ngga salah, gw udh ngikutin SOP 30 menit batas waktu telat. Biar mreka kapok juga ngebatal-batalin kelas mulu *pikir gw waktu itu, berapi-api banget yaaak.

Selasa kmaren ini, akhirnya kelas terakhir mereka jadi juga. Dimulai jam 7 malem. Dan mulai jam sgitu juga gw ngga berhenti ketawa. Jadi karena mereka ambil kelas conversation, maka ujian akhir mereka berupa presentasi gt dey, tipa orang dapet jatah 10-15 menit buat presentasi ditambah sesi tanya jawab.

Nah, murid gw yg pertama, Apry, doi presentasi ttg DRILLING HOLE *____* kbayang ngga siy gmana cengo nya muka gw waktu dngerin materi presentasi yang bener-bener ngga gw kuasai, kosakatanya pun ngga ad di gudang perbendaharaan gw. Makjaaaang. Apalagi pas doi mulai ngegambar bor di kertas. Kyaaaa, apa pula ituuuu *garuk2 tembok.

Presentasi yang kedua dari Daru, nah si Daru ini presentasi tentang AC Milan, darah Milanisti yang menggelegak membuat dia ngga bisa ninggalin Milan barang sejenak, sampai-sampai doi pake buat bahan presentasinya. Oke lah, gw lumayan muden, tapi pas sesi tanya jawab gw mulai kacau pas si Apry dan Siena mulai nanyain tentang sejarah AC Milan, hahahahaha..

Presenter yang ketiga itu namanya Ansi, bocah satu ini presentasi ttg The Role of Money, alias ttg duit-duit gitu dey, gmana sejarah uang, apa kegunaan uang, dan lalalala lainnya. Untung aj pas ngederin tuh presentasi mata ngga berubah jadi ijo.

Abis Ansi, terbitlah Ari. Doi presentasi ttg I-Phone aj dunkz. Serius. Instead of using paper and pictures, dia cukup ngeluarin hengponnya dan mulai utak-atik tuh hengpon di depan kita. Sempet tertarik juga siy sama I-Phone, abisnya aplikasinya jauuh lebih banyak dibanding BB. Tapi yaaa, gw lebih milih BB cuz klo I-Phone itu kan kudu touch-screen dan dasar jari gw jempol smua, stiap nyoba hape touch screen buat ngetik sms pasti salah-salah mulu. Errrr, si Ari sempet nunjukkin permainan seru, enemy apaan gt, jadi dia moto orang kn ya, trus tuh orang mukanya bisa dimacem2in, bisa didandanin kyk bandit gt dan kita serang-serang, tapi lewat hape doank siy. Ehehehehe. Seru jg yak, apalagi klo pas lagi bete, baik sm temen atopun sm pacar *malah curcol.

well, malam semakin larut, dan si Apry dan Ari mulai mnguap dengan gegap gempita, si Daru mulai sibuk ngliatin hapenya di bawah meja. Ngeliat gelagat bakalan dikacangin, gw akhirnya nyuruh Siena buat presentasi, secara tinggal dia doank yang belon presentasi. Nah, setelah terpekur beberapa saat, doi dengan bangganya bilang "tonight i will present about THE HISTORY OF UNGU BAND" ________________ *ceritanya hening lama. Kebisuan kita-kita pun dipecahkan dengan Siena yang dengan hapal presentasi mngenai Ungu Band favorit dia. Gw ngga habis pikir gmana Siena bs hapal album2 punya Ungu Band, dpake di soundtrack pelem apa aja, pokoknya hal-hal yang ngga gw duga sebelumnya dah.

Tibalah saat tanya jawab. Si Siena langsung dibombardir banyak pertanyaan dari temen-temennya, dari pertanyaan Apry yang bikin gw ngakak "Siapakah nama ayah dari vokalis Ungu?, Kalau kmu perempuan kmu mau nikah ngga sama Pasha?" sampai ke permintaan murid-murid gw dan ngga ktinggalan gw jg siy :D yang minta Siena buat nyanyi lagu Ungu buat menunjukkan legalitas dia sbagai fans berat Ungu, daaaaaaan si Siena MAU, dia bahkan milih sndiri lagunya. Soal gaya jangan ditanya, mirip bgt dah kyk Pasha yang asli. Lagu yang dinyanyikan pun ngga cuma satu, tapi dua skaligus. Kita yang liat doi nyanyi udh ngikik-ngikik geli gt dey. Gw bahkan hampir hilang kndali dan ketawa ngakak, tapi ya untungnya gw masi bisa nutupin pake tisu gt dey. Ehehehehe. Tapi bener loh itu lucu bgt, bgt, bgt.

Intinyaaaaa, gw seneng bgt Selasa kmaren. Ternyata mereka emang layak ditunggu. Murid-murid gw emang luar biasa, mereka berbakat menjadi penghibur dan pelawak. Kuliah mereka diTeknik Perminyakan telah membuat mereka menjadi sangat kocak luar biasa ;D
Luv you all, guuuuys..........................

the end of trimester 1

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Fri, 22 Apr 2011 09:00:00 +0700

Yaaaay, by reading my title i believe you've noticed that i'm done with all my exams. Yaaaay. Finally those exhausting exams and paper are over. As i mentioned previously in my last post, i take the international program which requires me to conduct everything in english. Even when i write paper. Sigh. But you know, it's so true that the first time always be the hardest. I still remember how confuse i was in writing my Operational Management final paper, which contained 20 pages least. Hahahahaha. But well, hell yeah, it's already passed, i just get down on my knees and starting to pray for the good score.

I will have a week holiday, but hmmm, i simply can not say that it'll be pure holiday. There are lot of things to do. I have been postponed them during my hectic schedule. Eeeew. Several stuff already lining down on my mind, such as:

Go to immigration office to apply the passport
Complete all the visa documents needed
Run the hybrid seminar conducted by my university
Back to my routines as a part-timer teacher (i took a week off due to my exams, lol)
Spend quality time with my loved one (hey, i deserve it after all the grueling exam time, dont i?)

Since my first trimester was officially end, it means that i have to say goodbye to 8 international students from Europe that already became part of our friends for the previous four months. It was funny seeing their effort to attend the morning class at 7am. Some of them were fell asleep of course, but i was touching enough by seeing them not skip the class. Hehehehehe..

My favorite subject for this trimester was Business Ethics. It was such an insight for me that we have to conduct our business ethically. Well, it might be costly in the beginning but it can create a long term profit for our business *_____* ups, sorry, i better stop now before you choose to quit reading my post :D

I would like to thank my friends, yeaaaaay, we did it. The first trimester finally over. Happy holiday guys, i'll see you again in the next two weeks. And happy Good Friday!!

Finally, A Long Post :D

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 5 Mar 2011 17:49:00 +0700

Hey all, what's you've been up to?

I've been extremely busy recently, but this 2011 so far is excellent for me. I got many priceless gifts that i never thought before. So, in order to payback my hibernate time, i'll explain you in details. It can't be any better, can it? Lol...

It was start with my graduate program. I felt confuse in choosing within the international class or the bilingual class. Mostly my friends chose the bilingual class. Well, actually the difference among those two classes remain only in the way the lesson deliver and the students. In the int'l class, everything is in english, like the books, the presentation, and even the thesis. Nah, the last reason was my biggest consideration in choosing int'l class. But in int'l class you can have int'l friends will allow you to experience the int'l ambiance in the class. And guess, finally i decided to choose the int'l class. My decision was made in the last minute, literally. But so far i do enjoy my choice. My lecturers and my friends are wonderful. I have new friends from Europe, mostly from Netherland and France. I will attach their pics later, no worries :D

Last February, Marlyne, a good friend of mine visited me from Singapore. I was so happy to see her again. We've been friends since senior high school, but now she works in Singapore, so it's kinda difficult to meet her. No wonder when the oppurtunity finally came, it felt like a reunion, because i didn't meet only with Marlyne, but also with Santi and Puspita. We went to Sangam House, a unique Indian restaurant, and discussed many things. We did have a good time there.

Santi, Puspita and Me

Marlyne

Several weeks after, i remembered that i had a voucher given by Marlyne. It was a voucher to shop in Body & Soul. Well, two days before the due date, i went to Body & Soul store and started hunting. Time went by, but still i couldn't find any good outfit *sigh... I was thinking to come back later when finally i saw it, an elegant black dress. I was so thrilled and even couldn't believe it with my very own eyes. So i grabbed it to the fitting room and voila, i bet you know the feel when you see your reflection in the mirror wearing a perfect dress :) I took several pictures in the fitting room, so you perhaps can see the price tag was still there, hehehehehe... Anyway, i also bought hotpants, but i didn't take the picture, i guess the dress pictures already enough :D

Black is my color

Last but not least, in September i will do an exchange program to France. Enfin!! I will be there for 4 months. I chose to do the exchange to SKEMA Business School in Lille. Not only because of the well reputation of SKEMA itself, but also due to my french friends suggestion. Lol. It will be a very priceless experience. I've been dreaming to go to France since i was in the undergraduate. I didn't know why, but France always has some kind of magical spell to me.

je vais aller la, au France. Yaaaaay

Hmmmm, i feel really grateful with all these gifts. Sometimes, good thing will come to you with its special way. I've witnessed it myself. So, i'll see you again later, although i don't know when, since i have tons of works to do. Wish me luck then, and happy weekend all

Just a Lil Sneak Peek of Me

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 18 Dec 2010 09:50:00 +0700

shoes, my perfect guilty pleasure

Can you guess who the birthday boy is?

We might came from different background, but hey, we get along very well. Luv you all

Hi thereeee, how are you? I just finished struggling for my final exam. Have i told you that i take the Master now? I don't know, but i just wanna study something new. Well, my undergraduate background was Politics. I took International Relation, but now i take Management as my Graduate major. At first, i only had a little faith for my choice, and the faith was getting tinnier when i met my classmates. They're totally brainy. Fortunately my lack of confidence happened only in the first week. I kept saying to myself that if i didn't make any move i would be left behind.

Seven subjects, three months and one brain only

How about simpler formula??

I had to join the Matriculation first. Matriculation means you're registered as an official student. It's the process of beginning study at a university, and fulfilling any prerequisites. Sooooo, night after night i forced myself to read all those thick economics book in order to make me at least familiar with economics vocabs. FYI, i had no economics background which just make things harder. And i had to learn how to use the calculator. It was quite funny for me because i just notice several very useful function of calculator. I didn't even imagine it before. Geeeez... Well, briefly, during the first month of my matriculation i found that i couldn't get enough sleep everyday. All i wanted just crawl into the bed and sleep like a baby.

Finally the matriculation is over. And i was surprised that my result wasn't bad as i predicted before. Yeah, now i believe that we have to try our best first, no matter what the result will be. And here i am, gladly to inform you that now i'm officially a graduate student. LOL. Well, my long journey is still waiting. And i've put some pictures about all my dearest mates in this battle field. They're so adorable and helpful. Enjoy and have a nice holiday :)

MBA students batch 56, Yaaaay....

Nail Art, My Guilty Pleasure

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Sat, 6 Nov 2010 20:49:00 +0700

Dear readers, my daily routines in office and college, school assignments and homeworks have diverted my mind a lot.. All of them are undoubtly such a time consuming activities in some particular stage. No wonder it quite necessary for me to hunt for nail saloon just to have my nails painted.

Why nail art? Well, it's kinda difficult to explain why i do love nail art. I just love watching a talented person paint and polish my nails. Especially after i see the result, wow, i will easily speechless just to see the transformation of my nails. Yeah, it may sounds so cheesy but that's the truth. How about the compliments i gain after? Nah, that's just another side effect of nail art which i adore ;)

In the last two months, i found a very good nail saloon in my hometown which satisfy my wildest fantasy of nail art designs instead. I took some pictures of the result just for you peeps.

Actually there's still many designs which i do wanna apply. But, i'm taking my master now, so i guess i better choose the safe designs. No worries, if there's any special occasion coming, i would be gladly to try those wonderful designs.

I started to treat my nails since 4 years ago. At that time, i was really like frech manicure nail designs. Well, i still fall for this style actually. We have to admit that french manicure is the most timeless style that you can apply anytime without having fingernails faux pas. For those who really into this style, no need to worries because now there are many variations of the French Manicure itself.

French Manicure, classy and elegant

see the variations of French Manicure

My adventure of nail art world began about one year ago. Yes, i'm still a newbie here. I notice that nail art has to be in fashion. If you like challenge yourself and do trials for new trends, this will be a very joyful chance for you. You will be able to play with color, discover new unique pattern and even put on some 3D effect onto our nails. Wow. We can say that nail art is the ultimate fashion when it comes to manicure.

The main obstacles of nail art are the shape and length of your fingernails. Some patterns might seen not too good in short nails. I have long (average) and squares nails naturally. I don't know is it just me, or some of you have the same thought, that the popular rounded nails just not fit in me *sigh*

And oh, i don't recommend nail art for those who still like bitting the nails. Yeah, the fancy investment that you did for your nails would be just worthless then. But hey, if you want to take the chance of tasting nail polish in order to stop your nail-bitting habit, why not? We all know the there's no invention of tasty nail polish. Lol..

So, are you ready to do some nails experiment? Just try and share with me about the result. I'll see you in a jiffy...... (hope so)

greeting

noreply@blogger.com (Dewy fashion) — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 16:51:00 +0700

Hello my dearest readers, I do miss you all, but I was kinda busy recently so perhaps I'll post my new article next week. Please be patiet ok, luv u all..