I have this thing for stirring clear of the mainstream. I'm attracted to things most people ignore, and I avoid things most people crave. It is predominantly because of my introversion. I constantly feel like I need to get away from where the crowd flocks and find my own little space where I don't have to compare myself to others all the time. So when there's a new coffee shop in the neighborhood with Instagrammable interior and gangs of girls fill up the reservations every brunch time for at least the first three months, that coffee shop would be the last place I'd want to be. Thankfully, my husband gets me and is happy to "isolate" together.

This applies to the fashion part of my world. I fancy all the pretty little trends as featured in the most recent month of Vogue, but as soon as I go shopping and find a piece of such trend, the first thought that comes to mind is: how many girls are wearing the same thing these days. It will only end up in my purchase cart if I can comfortably say that not that many girls, if not none, wear it. Rest assured, you won't see me in Zara more than twice a year.

It does make shopping a tad more difficult though, because no fashion stores want to sell something most girls won't buy. Consequently, I often have to look extra hard to find my treasure. 

If you're reading this and saying "that's so me!", here's how I manage:

1. Shop at the non-ladies department. This includes men, unisex, and kids department. You may frown upon that last one, but here in Indonesia, the size range of the kids department at most stores reaches the size of petite adults. Seriously. The largest size at H&M Kids and Zara Kids is designated for "kids" with 170cm of height. I'm only 164cm! (So Zara Kids would be the only section in a Zara store you'd probably find me twice a year).

2. If you have to shop at the ladies department, buy something that's NOT your size. More often than not this means several sizes larger than your actual size. This way, although you'll probably be purchasing an item that many other girls have purchased, you'll have the upper hand of styling it differently.

3. Avoid the "last piece" rack. It simply means ALL of the other pieces have gone to the wardrobe of most girls in the city, and besides, the discounts on these pieces, if any, are usually unattractive.

4. Spend some time at pop-up stores or flea markets. Especially, when they feature indie designers or vintage collection. And have an open mind while you're at it. Some pieces look undesirable at first sight, but that's probably because you're unconsciously thinking of whether and how other girls have rocked it. When you stop and think of how YOU and your wanderlust soul would style it, you might change your mind. 

I would love to hear a tip from you too! If you have any, please give yours truly some love and drop them in the comment box. Thanks, and have a wonderful week, everyone!



I'm a social misfit. I don't come up with fun topics to throw to the crowd, I don't have hilarious stories to entice my dinner pals, at least I don't know how to tell them in a crowd-pleasing way. It does not mean I hate people. I just can only handle social scenes for so long before I get mentally exhausted. I like observing people for a while and then going back to not caring about them so much. I like dwelling alone in my own private space. I used to think that's not cool, but I've grown to understand that it is. I try to be as lively and bright so that I always emit positive energy to my surrounding. And it does give me a certain pleasure to be able to affect people that way. Much like my heart-mind-and-soul finds bliss in quietness, some people find happiness in connecting with people and sharing energy and I find comfort in knowing I can contribute to other people's joy the way I do myself.



In two days it'll be exactly a month since my last entry. In such short time, at least three major milestones were achieved. One, I married my everyday man crush. In the words of Savage Garden, I think I dreamt him into life (NOW I get it).   Except for the rain in the evening, the whole day was everything we planned and everything I had imagined my big day would be. But above the celebrations, the excitement of knowing that it's only the start of our journey as a unity is what the day is all about. 

Two, since you only get married once, you also only get on your honeymoon once. Of course we have all the time in the world to travel now that we're going to be spending the rest of our lives together, but the first trip together as a married is conservatively what constitutes honeymoon. We chose Wakatobi as our destination. It was frowned upon by our families (mostly mine) because it was typical to honeymoon abroad, but our newfound love for exploring underwater beauty made it clear that a diving trip is what we needed.. and oh who said Indonesia is one of the best scuba diving destinations in the world? Everyone on planet earth? Right. So why honeymoon abroad?

Three, we finally moved in to our new house. The renovation took a while longer than originally planned, and even now that we're in, there are still some stuffs that need fixing and perfecting. But given the stress that came from juggling work, wedding preparation, AND house renovation for a good part of the year, moving in was and still is like the gift that keeps on giving. 

I won't post photos from the honeymoon or of the house on the blog because I do not foresee a reasonable spare time in the near future to "screen" the photos to produce a few blog-worthy ones. When I do have time though, I will publish them on Facebook and my other social medias, so do keep in touch. 

Now you! What's cookin'? 


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