i skip a long dream to be with you

photographer: dita
model: ayu

a tea party without mr. madhatter. we're almost alice

one thing about Jakarta: we don't have nice and big city parks. that's why when we got the chance to use this piece of land in BSD city area, we were so happy! the place was just perfect: green grass, pines, flares, sun and shadows. our theme that day was tea party (which i don't have to explain where the idea came from). and.....voila we're almost alice. xoxo!

photographer & model : dita, annisa, ayu and diana
photo editor: dita

we took sleeper bus and gone to saigon heaven

Last week i went to Ho Chi Minh City with friends. we were planning this trip since seven months ago. HCMC or formerly called Saigon is an adorable city. It's clean, tidy and cheap. I enjoy the old city, food and Vietnamese coffee. Scrumptious!


Mui Ne. 5 hours from Saigon. The sea and the shore reminded me of the city where Ponyo live. You know, the latest movie from Hayao Miyazaki. Love it!


i'm happy with this photo. i took it from the taxi. never expected the result would be this good.


my friend, Hafiz, tried my new boyish-vietnamese-cap. oh his slanted eyes make him look vietnamese enough. the motorbike a little bit "out of place". but what can i say, motorbike is very identical with saigon.


this is a bit absurd. we went to white sand dune in mui ne. it's a beach but with lotus and grasses on its shore. and we found a horse inside it. something that you don't find everyday.


can not imagine how people could live with those electricity cables. it's a common image everywhere in the city.




scrumptious ice cream in Kem Bach Dang, one of the oldest restaurant in Saigon. if you happen to go there, you should try 'em. by the way, kem bach dang means coconut ice cream. but they have lots of options there, in case you don't like coconut.

we're december kids. we love to dance and play la la la

the sun was high on her throne that day. but we all love to play, dance and make a riddle of poses. we bring lotsa stuff as wardrobe and properties. we were so devoted for the photo sessions. and we glad that the results are really really satisfying. xoxo! we should do it again. soon -

photographer: Husnu
model: dita, nissa, diana
photo editor: nissa

these are just ghosts that broke my heart before I met you

Ghosts
by Laura Marling

He walked down a busy street
Staring solely at his feet
Clutching pictures of past lovers at his side
Stood at the table where she sat
And removed his hat
In respect of her presence
Presents her with the pictures and says
‘These are just ghosts that broke my heart before I met you.
These are just ghosts that broke my heart before I met you’

Opened up his little heart
Unlocked the lock that kept it dark
And read a written warning
Saying ‘I’m still mourning
Over ghosts
Over ghosts
Over ghosts
Over ghosts that broke my heart before I met you’

Lover, please do not
Fall to your knees
It’s not
Like I believe in
Everlasting love

He went crazy at nineteen
Said he’d lost all his self esteem
And couldn’t understand why he was crying

He would stare at empty chairs
Think of the ghosts that once sat there
The ghosts who broke his heart.
All the ghosts that broke my heart
The ghosts that broke his heart
All the ghosts that broke my heart
the ghosts the ghosts the ghosts the ghosts the ghosts the ghosts
The ghosts that broke my heart before I met you

Lover, please do not
Fall to your knees
It’s not
Like I believe in
Everlasting love

He says ‘I’m so lost,
Not at all well’
Do as though there is nothing left to be
Turned out I’d been following him and he’d been following me
Do as though after it was over
We were just two lovers crying on each others shoulders
And i said

"Lover please do not
Fall to your knees
It’s not
Like I believe in
Everlasting love

Lover please do not
Fall to your knees
It’s not
Like I believe in
Everlasting love

to see the video click here http://www.lauramarling.com/

if you're leaving, i'll pack my suitcase too and fly with you

a revelation called Peru

WHEN I LANDED in Lima, I couldn’t really imagine what this city would look like. In the car on the way from Jorge Chavez to the hotel, I was surprised by the fact that all the television shows I saw didn’t fail in capturing Lima—the city is exactly the same like what we saw in movies or Latin America telenovela. The only different thing is that everyone actually speaks Spanish, not those dubbed conversation, and without lame detergent advertisements cutting your telenovela sessions.

I was so tired, but I really enjoyed seeing the city. I just had a 33-hour journey, including a 26-hour flight from Jakarta to Lima, with stops at Kuala Lumpur and Amsterdam. This was officially the longest flight I’ve ever had in my life, and Peru would be the farthest place I’ve been to. I have just arrived in a different world.

The next morning, I noticed that the city wasn’t that unfamiliar. I saw buses full of people standing inside, crazy taxi drivers, traffic jam, and bus drivers shouting out loud. I guess a city would always be a city. Though I must admit the temperature in Lima was so nice in April.


I didn’t do sufficient research before I left for Peru. I chose to let things flew as they are, and allowed myself to be surprised by any possibilities that might happen during my visit to this country. And I did. Like any other tourist who has never been to South America, its endless line of mountains (Andes) amazed me. In Peru’s tourism webpage, they have a video about the country, and someone in this video said that gods were transformed into mountains. Now that I’m here, I believed that-wholeheartedly.



I remembered I was on my way to catch the Perurail train at Ollantaytambo, and while taking pictures of those mountains from the taxi’s back seat I couldn’t stop saying, ”God is great!” On the train to Aguas Calientes, I saw mountains, grass, and trees around me. They were so close and breathtaking, I felt myself shivering with awe.
Aguas Calientes, or the host of the famous Machu Picchu, is a small and clean town full of restaurants, stores, hostels and tourists. Lucky for me, during my visit the town hosted some kind of a parade or a carnival with music around the town. All around me everyone is wearing traditional clothes, dancing, singing, and looking very festive and joyful. I felt so blessed that I got the chance to experience all this.


It was not difficult for me to wake up the next morning, as I was all set for my one-of-the-seven-wonders-in-the-world moment: the trip to Machu Picchu! The sun rose since seven, and it rejoiced my soul. Suddenly I felt seventeen again. Or maybe it was because of the delicious pancake and hot chocolate I had for breakfast.
Machu Picchu is as amazing as what people said. The place is just stunning. The ruins are somehow sad yet full of triumphant and victorious past, with traces of superior intelligence. The llamas are super cute.


I could stay there all day, or probably three days in a row if I had the time.
The trip made me feel ecstatic. Euphoric.


The only thing that betrayed my love to Machu Picchu was the street market in the afternoon. Although I didn’t buy many souvenirs for myself, walking to the street market brought more joy to me. In seconds, I found myself surrounded by colorful patchworks, Inca dolls, silver jewelries, piles and piles of leather bookmarks and key chains. Another heaven on earth for me.




On the Perurail, on my way back to Cusco the next day, I opened the window beside me and took tons of oxygen. Going home and leaving such a beautiful place always gave a sour heart. But Cusco healed me real fast. The former capital of Peru, Cusco is a neat and ancient city. Traces of Spanish colonialism are so strong here, on landmarks and cathedrals, they made me feel like I was not in South America.
At night, oxygen got thinner, and I got served with a 13-degree Celsius for dinner.

I didn’t catch Spanish phrases that well, and only remembered “Buenos dias”, “Buenos noches”, ”quanto soles”, and “photograpicas senorita?” (Shame on me). But I did catch striking moments, captured new cultural experiences, practiced instant salsa, encountered a different culinary world, all of them amazing things I didn’t prepare myself two weeks before.


MUCHOS MUCHOS MUCHOS GRACIAS!