Homecoming Queen

OMG Chekka is still alive and kicking, y'all!
Yes people, I'm back. Can't believe how long I've abandoned this blog, and it was quite appalling to see that my blog still gained visitors despite the lengthy hiatus. (Thanks, Google Analytic!) Although there's always a chance people skimmed through my blog for a giggle (Dafuq she posed like that!), but hey, thanks for visiting! Glad to keep you 'entertained'.

There are so much to update here. And since I'm currently on mania mode, I might as well just write a short recap about my life (please bear with my kind of 'short'); personally and professionally.

If you are following me on Instagram or Twitter, you'd probably have known that I've been a single mother for over two years now. And I have to say that getting myself out from a toxic situation (a.k.a love story gone bad) is the best decision ever. I can write a loooong story about my mishaps (even 1000 pages longer than Leo Tolstoy's War and Peace) but I'll save it for my pension days when I'm old and have nothing better to do than start writing my own biography.

The message I want to deliver here is, I survived an abusive marriage. It was tremendously difficult to endure, but with a help and support from friends, family, and a psychologist (yes, do not hesitate to seek professional help!), I can get through the storm and stand firm on my own two feet again. Any kind of abusive behavior (physical, verbal, emotional, sexual, financial, etc) cannot be accepted and you, ladies and gentlemen, should fight against it--especially when you have kids. There's nothing worse than letting your kids exposed to abusive situations because not only it's gonna stick on their memory and affect their psychological well-being, it'll also perpetuate the behavior pattern as they grow up and become an adult. Surely you wouldn't want to see that happen to them.

I live happily with my daughter now, and she's doing just as great as the rest of the kids her age. And that's the 'brief' update about my personal life.
Move on to my professional life, I'm still the Fashion Editor at Harper's Bazaar Indonesia (3 years and counting!). I have been regularly writing this Talking Point column which, funnily, happened to be one section that I enjoyed reading so much when I subscribed to them back in 2006 - 2009. Now I'm the writer! Sometimes I look back and remember how I wanted to work as a fashion journalist so badly, I sent out my internship application to numerous local publishing and anxiously waited for them to call me back but no one did. Until this wonderful former editor at Soap Magazine, Thornandes James, 'picked' me from the bin of rejection in 2008. He nurtured me to be a fashion writer and stylist (which later shaped my career of choice), and introduced me to many important people in Indonesian fashion industry. And on top of that, he is still a very good friend of mine.
Alongside with my hectic life at Harper's Bazaar Indonesia, I am also a Consultant and Fashion Director for Indonesian modestwear label, Etu. The designer, Restu Anggraini, a well-known Indonesian hijab blogger and a working mom herself, proposed the idea in 2014 and I couldn't be more excited. Modestwear is a rapidly growing industry and I find it quite challenging (creatively) to deliver a more stylish, fashion-forward, and versatile approach to modest designs that predominantly cater for Muslim women.

Since we first launched the label, we had done runway shows both domestically and internationally, from Jakarta Fashion Week to Tokyo Fashion Week and Melbourne Fashion Festival. It's been really fun working with Restu Anggraini, she's a great person and also a very good friend of mine, and I feel like I'm really lucky to be doing things I profoundly love and enjoy the most; fashion journalism and fashion design. Despite the fact that I can't design, hence I consult.
Alright, that's all folks. I won't make an empty promise that I'll keep this blog updated on regular basis, because frankly speaking I'm not the old Chekka who wears size XS and 13cm heels and has too much time to take #ootd snaps. But, there's a but, I promise myself to write more here. This is my own platform to speak the brutally-honest truth (mostly about fashion, yes) that everyone can actually read.  I often wish I had 'enough' spare time to translate all my Harper's Bazaar Indonesia pieces in English and post it here for people around the world to read, but no, Chekka is just way too lazy to do that cuz she'd rather lay in bed re-watching The Office while munching on cheese pizza (so not posh, but I like keeping it real yo). Guess I need someone to offer me money to do that. Money can be the most powerful motivation sometimes.

I'll ramble to you later!

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