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The Passion and Soul of a Dreamer

I think tonight it's the perfect time to talk about... dream, passion, and soul.

As a teenage girl, it's normal to be wishy-washy isn't it?

When I was just a little girl
I ask my mother what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me:
"Que sera, sera.. whatever will be, will be..."

I bet y'all know this song. A song that my mom and I used to sing. Since I was a little, kalo ada yang nanya, "Mau jadi apa?"
Jawabannya... "Designer!"

A fashion designer, I mean.

They, especially my Mom, doubt in me. They doubt of my dream. But somehow, I believe in it. Be a fashion designer is my dream, my passion, and my soul. I wanna failed in it, and I wanna raised from it.

These are some Indonesian designer that I adore:
1. Harry Darsono.
OMG. Dikenal dari stylenya yang adi busana.

2. Tex Saverio.
Known as the Alexander McQueen-nya Indonesia.

3. Rafi Ridwan.
He proves that every human has talent behind our imperfections. He's deaf, btw. This little buddy is really a muse for me.

4. Ada satu lagi, but I forget his name. But surely, DIA ITU DULUNYA ARSITEK DAN LEBIH TERKENAL JADI DESIGNER. He's the one that makes me think.. mau ke jalur 'eksak' dulu baru ke jalur 'estetika'.

Bismillah, bisa jadi dokter dulu.. baru serius ke bidang fashion design. Aamiin.

I believe in my self.
I believe in my dream. It's my passion and I know I'll reach it.
I have faith.

Be who you wanna be.
Run as fast as you can.
Put your dream to the highest sky.
The stars once has a dream too.
Now you can see them beyond the skies can't you?

Comments

  1. RonDecember 22, 2014 at 10:29 AM

    Rafi Ridwan yang menurutku luar biasa. :)

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    1. NJanuary 18, 2015 at 2:21 AM

      Iyaa, semoga dia bisa jd penyemangat buat selruh remaja di Indonesia utk ttp bermimpi

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