The Art Of Repeating Stupid Mistake Part 3

Making mistakes for so many times to some so-called-wise-guy is a degrading, wasting time, and irresponsible as 'properly' human being. But, what if we never do anything wrong, always right and be perfect in our whole life? Is it normal? Is it the proper life? Well...being myself who making mistakes all the time, for my point of view is a part of learning, learning my own life. Even stupid mistake, which i love to make each part like a experience episodes, 'cause i'll remembered and remind myself to always aware about that. So...mistake for me is a life-coaching device, never be something i'll regret (try not to).

For this part, i want to shared my experience about buying trend stuffs. First, my local indie music. In my country everything that came from western world, become as 'standart' of trend. Like fashion (NYC, London, other Europe), something labelled as 'cult' fashion, usually marked as a highly-praise design, individual item (err...'limited'), and comes with very damnnnnnnnn expensive prices (cursed our corrupt tax policy!), really ironic, 'cause the label used to be not that high from their original places. As for music, 'indie' label usually patronized from; swedish-swing, electro-daft-punk-wannabe, bjork wannabe (puh-leazee...!!! They try to be so smarties, but ended as dorky), 60-70-80's (give me a break), and many idea-pretenders imaginable. I mean come on, we're not even swedish, their music capability was some kinda garage experimental something, but their fashion style & attitude (some of them) well..., SNOB ALERT! (PS: You guys only lasted 2 albums maximum OKAY!). I've only had 3 kinds, one of them is Dear Nancy, okay...they're not a snob, i don't know them in public (TV/Celeb/Gossip views), they're really nice on friendster (yup...it's been a long time period). I buy their lovely/chic-carton-covered CD in Aksara, our 'cult' lifestyle store located in Kemang, South Jakarta. It's not considered as an album, it's extended play (ep.) so it's more like a short project. Dear Nancy "My Little Story" ep. in my opinion, is a sort of music that we always play in our high-school band sessions. It's simple, doesn't have cool sound effects (even include synthesizer). The good point is, it's cheap, our local indie music' CD comes around 2$-3$ (20.000-30.000 in indonesian rupiahs), so...it's not a ripped-off stuff. But, i won't even try to buy again anymore, three-times mistakes is enough for me.

The other stuff i don't want to repeated to buy again is Krispy Kreme doughnuts, 'cause i always found the doughnut is slightly too sweet for my liking. I'm Dunkin Donuts person. Krispy Kreme becoming a 'saccharine' trend in my town, the green-red dot appeared almost in all mall/market, side-by-side with various doughnut contender (J.Co, Dunkin's). But i love the Krispy Kreme paper hat though, it's retro-fun! I'm even think about taking the free paper hat only if i'm visiting the stall next time, Heh! It's not stealing, right? I wonder...

Can you spot a stuff that not comes from this  stupid-mistake part?



Clue 1 : It's a childhood toy.

Clue 2 : It's 3D-feel-n'-touch experience.

Clue 3 : Cute and comfort to hug with (okay...i'm disgusted myself by mentioned it).

AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH, IT'S DEFINITELY NOT A MISTAKE.

Ghost Can't Steal As It'll Be Kept Forever

I'm not ashamed to admitted that i love gathering stuff, small/detailed/memorial stuff. It's freakin' hilarious how a small things can created a huge meanings, or even stories. Yet, i'm also think that if a small stuff can produced bigger story, how about big stuff? Errr...humongous??? Well i'll kept that later...

Verb: Conditioning, is a architecture boogazine, and becomes my love, my inspiration, my eternal excuses for showing hatred for the other boring/commercialized architecture books. Well why? For me architecture books must be liked manga, full of images, little bit of words, OR, full of un-grammatized-cult words, few images. I hate when architecture books translated as rhetorical theories, or definition, i wanted more phenomenon, more tragedy, more angst. Verb: Conditioning described a phenomenon towards identity in architecture, for examples; Las Vegas, it's a tacky, identity-crisis wonderland, if i see them in my mere mortal vision, but as architecture, Las Vegas is recreating fantasy, rediscovered dreams. The other project in this boogazine that i loved you can read further in my earlier post, here. There's many interesting projects that compounded in one tiny book, and i'll posted about it, promises...promises.

The post-ice-cream-cap of mine came from Ben&Jerry's, it's a cult institution that created a social trends, and the coolest one. I love how they do to their website, swanky! Fun, yeah just like my favorite architecture boogazine, must be fun, must be blow my mind. I love the vanilla one, they used real vanilla bean, you can spotted through the tiny black speckled. And salute to them to used fair trade vanilla, one of them came from my country Indonesia. The real weird things about that, there's no outlet found in my country (well there's some of hiding in the midst of the city, but...come on!), the vanilla one i've got on my Singapore's trip, they've a lot of outlets there (even on the Siloso beach, Sentosa), how envious. 

The other stuffs left; Olde Mickey Mouse pocket watch and 4711 mini cologne. The pocket watch i've got from my Dad business trip back when i'm on first grade (circa 1993), and the most well-kept treasures of mine, still as new. I love how Mickey's hands become hour/min arrow. Gift from our parents in the childhood spelled legacy for me, unforgotable. The 4711 mini cologne, is another legacy, it's my late grandfather favorites, my Dad gives me on his Europe trip last year with my Mom (minus me, haha!), it's came from the original Koln, Germany, yeah...mine was a real genuine indeed. I love the smell, it's a first cologne ever made in history of perfume making (err...Koln=Cologne), it's fresh, aquatic fresh, with a hint of citrus, and densed alcohol, just like a after-shower smell, FRESH!

Err...when i took the shoot of my stuffs,

i don't realized it would be royally-klsx-gold all around,

as i hate the bourgeois-jerk things. Meh, i'll stick with the ghetto then, SHAZAMMM!  

My Starbucks Anthem, The Everlasting Story Part 1

Don't get me wrong here...if i've posted something 'global-branded' thing doesn't mean i'm bluffing/adv.crazed. The reason i'm dedicated something to post here, because i'm been there, i'm falling in love/addicted to it. So not strange enough now if i'm dedicated to the lovely place i've been hangin' around right now. Yes, Starbucks Coffee is the 'global-branded' king, the mainstream space, coffee culture founder, the old man of the cafe euphoria. I've been there not just sip my favorite drinks, but also a place for me to socialized, to blog around (the free Wi-Fi (unripped-off) there was amazing!), and simply enough, to get relax (the interior indie-BGM, cool!) . For me Starbucks not just a cafe, it's more like convenient-slash-cult oasis.  
                                  

Yeah...the ingenious logo shoot up there i took from Starbucks Pondok Indah Mall 2, Jakarta. I love the place, it's semi-courtyard in the middle of shopping center, when my family just want to shopping-shopping-shopping i've just place my ass there, as i don't really like lingering shop-2-shop, just exhausting. I can sit there by hours and won't get bored, i think the place speak itself. Just like the 'space' on architecture, it has many meanings, and Starbucks gives me the awesome meaning to it, cozy, comfort, careless.

While i'm really enjoyed my time there, it doesn't mean i love all the concoctions, as my taste was turned to be resistible one. Here...my reviews of Starbucks drinks part 1 that i've tasted regularly. All the item's photo below was courtesy of Starbucks web mecca itself.  

1. Iced Green Tea Latte, my addiction, my #1 favorite, i loved the contrast between the sharp matcha with milk that makes it mild and comforting. See my earlier post here.

2. Caffe Misto, the poor/ghetto version of cafe latte, the cheapo alternative(beside regular brewed one). The tasted very much like ordinary latte, but because it's Starbucks, the coffee part tasted really strong, intense flavour. I liked whether it's hot/cold and sometimes add vanilla/caramel flavour into it. Nice and affordable if i'm in the broke conditions.

3. Iced Caramel Macchiato, well...it's my first Starbucks experienced. I've remembered that i've really had enough of the taste, it's the strong coffee note that made me headache (how embarrassing! I'm a coffee-phobic that time, err...before i'm entered campus, you know, when my time-phases still normal). But now, it just refreshing enough.

4. Okay...next up Iced Coffee, the vice-versa of earlier, when i'm struggling in architecture days, i've become extremist person. I love the bitterness, sharpness of the coffee note to maintained my bitter/sharp/hurt/emotional/depressed/humiliated of my already scattered heart from my post-annihilation of the architecture studio sessions. It's my truly 'marijuana'-caffeine-loaded of my psychological-aid until now. 

5. Java Chip Frappuccino, okay...this is the trendy stuff that i'm really regret tasting it. As i much liked iced coffee, i don't really get it the concept of heavy-loaded-of-ice-mix with the ever-wonderful Starbucks drinks. It's overdone, as i don't like froze-bite in my tongue over my already air-conditioned-bite body, not good. So this drinks was my trend-entry, thanks to the discount-BOGO-bank-promotion, just shared with my friends though. Good choice when my opportunist mode just turned on.

      

PS: Ha! I told you this reviews was a part 1, so it will be continued, SERIOUSLY!

The Darth Got High And Ready To Swagga

To be honest, until now i'm still don't get it about "Star Wars" saga euphoria. Yes! George Lucas has been succesfully creating the sci-fi phenomenon that lasted for almost two decades, really brilliant. But for me, i just can't catch all the epic together and sucked up my brain out. My family loves it, some of my friend adored it, well, a half of the world's citizen (maybe more) really celebrated it. It's a suppa-megga world's trend. As myself, the three things i'm getting close about "Star Wars", are; R2-D2/3-CPO, Yoda/Lightsaber, and... off-course the everfamous black-triangular-masked villain, Darth Vader, which happens to be the protagonist-own Daddy, mmm...tragic.

Curious enough, i think "Star Wars" memorabilia was the most remarkable (and highly regarded as gen "x" cool-badge) and profitable nirvana to all the sci-fi vendors. It's not just a memorabilia, it's a cult, cult stuff. I don't have any of them, which i hunted it purposedly, but now, in recent time i just got the stuff that comes very different than it used to be, like this one,,,

Yup...It's A Sunny-Bubbly-Cheerie Vader,

taking a good break from his empire domination.

In a tropical island with butterfly and lobster as companion,

Sunny-Bubbly-Cheerie Vader just enjoying the tropic wind,and everlasting sunshine.

While his expression still rigid-looking, his total look gain more appreciation than the Darth one.

Errrrrrrr...nothing beats the sunny-sandy-beachy surrounds with the rhythm of hippie music.

Now Sunny-Bubbly-Cheerie Vader is begin to shake his plastic bootie, yeah...groove sunny-boy groove it...

And now, he's growling for good shot of Margarita.

"Okay, Luke, my lad! You get me a good Margarita, and i'll stop kicking your shabby ass from now, how good is that?" 

SWING IT!SWING IT!SWING IT!

My Humble Tribute For Extraordinary Mr. Burton's Part 1

"...'Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems, in a place that perhaps you've seen in your dreams. For the story that you are about to be told takes place in the holiday worlds of old. Now, you've probably wondered where holidays come from. If you haven't, I say it's time you've begun!..."

.Irony.Death.Sorrow.Shadow.Puppet.Pop.Sarcasm.Melody.Requiem.Love.

So...

Those Top 10 essentials stuff came from a very exceptional creations.

Almost genius i'll say.

Recognized.

Realized.

Admired.

Who???

Well...it's Burton.

Tim Burton, he is.

The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993), it's my very 'virginal' experience with Burton's work, i'm still 1st-2nd grade that time. Just the perfect time i'd found my other addiction of Coppola's, and it's wayyyyyyyyyy different than that damn twilight...!Jeez...Vampire should be like Count Dracula, not dimwit-sissy-gliterry-asshole like. Bram Stoker will be ashamed. As for TNBC, it's not something that 7-8 yrs old children can easily swallowed. I'm enjoyed the puppet, and the songs, but not the story. As a mere kids, i found TNBC to be a scarry, rather than funny cartoon. Okay it's not cartoon afterall, as i'm grew up, i discovered further that it's a stop motion film. It was a modernized of puppetier show. Brilliant.

Tim Burton's cult phenomenon, it's exactly like Bjork's. Both started in 1990's era, had huge followers since then, quirky sense, and so on. Funny..., it became a state of coolnessy for some so-called-quirky-kids right now. Despite my act of judge, i think Tim Burton had success to push-out boundaries in both modern story-telling and cinematography, his work was a honest example of the meaningness from life and death. I had my personal favorites here, well two stuffs only; one is Zero, Jack Skellington's dog, and The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy & Other Stories, hardcover series. I wish i had more Burton's workabilias, as i don't want to called it merchandise, 'cause it will be...you know, DISRESPECTFUL!

"...I'm a master of fright and a demon of light and I'll scare you right out of your pants. To a guy in Kentucky I'm Mister Unlucky and I'm known throughout England and France. And since I am dead I can take off my head to recite Shakespearean quotations. No animal nor man can scream like I can, with the fury of my recitations..."

O...Mr. Skellington, you're way too charming for a bones, more than Mr.Bond for me, love you.

Well...talk about charm-genesis phenomenon,

I should make a story from it,

...soon.



The Married Of The Unkind Splurge

Accessories...accessories, in my previous post i've already told about acrylic necklace trend, and after that it's like a virus, it's developed. I don't know why i can be really interest in collecting some 'goodies'. Some treasure of mine, the black goth beads chandelier necklace, i forgot the brand though, but i think it's from Huer Urban if i'm not mistaken. In 1990's local accessory brands like; Huer Urban and Rola Design did a huge awesome job as a trend maker on that time. What i knew very well, Huer Urban (i feel confident it's my black goth brand really) style described as classic-goth-faux-luxury, not over-hype, and still affordable. Rola's in the other hand, more like bubble gum jelly frost hue on doft acrylic, yes! the acrylic trend was really started earlier, even before the 2005-08 Hilton/Kitson hype.

If you see the Steven Shein tag overlapped the black goth beads thing, then you may remember the post acrylic necklace trend, the so-called-cult-that-so-damn-exspensive-stuff trends. That 'cult' started from very rich family kiddos compounded in the 'it' location, South Jakarta, or known as the "Southern Kids". I found this tiny pink ice cream from 'cult' shop Pompous on Pondok Indah Mall II, Jakarta. It's quite expensive, almost Rp. 300.000 (around 30$) for just a so called 'cult' necklace, i bet the price is less than that in the original place, blast that taxes!!! But i bought it anyway, yup...we still need a lil' bit of splurge to satisfy our greed. Is not that i cursed a 'cult' thing or else, in western world, cult goodies is more about the appreciation of someone's work of art, is not just follow that damn trend (just like some people did here). The cult artist itself ussually work in indie system, very discerning and detail oriented people, more like high underground artsy community. It's a good thing anyway (if it's proper, not faking it). 

PS: I found really practical to use a old comb to preserved my necklaces, it's lovely to see them hang overlapped each other. It's pink ice cream married with black goth beads, LOVEBIRDS!