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Unleashing the inner kitten



It’s the last day of February and I made it (almost) everyday throughout NaBloPoMo February 2013! Now that I’ll be taking a momentary break from my marathon blog posting, are you guys prepared to accomplish something this March?


Prompt of the day: When do you feel your sexiest?

Let’s get downright dirty today :) It’s the last day of February’s NaBloPoMo challenge after all, themed love & sex – might as well let down your hair like it’s already springtime.

Feeling sexy is relative. For me, sexiness is a manifestation of inner confidence, and there are plenty instances when I feel that way.

I can’t choose the sexiest out of the many, but here’s a list of moments, in no particular order, when I do feel sexy:

sexy-legs-21– Image courtesy of The Chive


♥ when I’m wearing a cute underwear

♥ whenever I dress cool and comfortable

♥ when I had an intense workout during the day


tumblr_mbk54tnEFi1qbiztqo1_1280– Image courtesy of ohmydalia via Tumblr


♥ when I’m doing the bridge pose

♥ just whenever I stretch

♥ when I actually make an effort to feel sexy, a.k.a. basic personal care, hygiene, and lots of shaving



– Image courtesy of Hair Tutorials


♥ when I’m wearing my ponytail high

♥ … and pencil skirts

♥ when my clothes fit and I can breathe in it

♥ when I’m in my boyfriend’s shirt

♥ when I read Fifty Shades of Grey and picture the future sex life I’m going to have with my future husband

♥ when I get or give a full-body massage

♥ whenever my lips turn crimson after eating some spicy food (but not exactly when my nose sweats like a pig because of the spice)

♥ when I’m sleeping naked


cos-03-sexy-naked-woman-teddy-bear-mdn– Image courtesy of Cosmopolitan


♥ whenever I’ve accomplished something, (like making it through NaBloPoMo February 2013!), no matter how big or little the accomplishment is


Saturday, February 2, 2013
When was the last time you said “I love you”?
The last time I said “I love you” was…

Monday, February 4, 2013
Tell us about your first crush.
The first crush (or second) (maybe third)

Tuesday, February 5, 2013
How old were you the first time you fell in love?
At 13, I fell in love for the first time

Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Do you remain friends with ex-boyfriends after you break up?
How to remain positive after a bad breakup

Thursday, February 7, 2013
Describe your ideal date night.
Dirty sweaty date night idea

Friday, February 8, 2013
Name the most romantic movie of all time.
Keeping miracles in a notebook

Monday, February 11, 2013
What is your ideal Valentine’s Day celebration?
What spending Valentine’s Day is (ideally) all about

Tuesday, February 12, 2013
What is your favorite Valentine’s Day candy?
Of candies, colors, and balls

Wednesday, February 13, 2013
If you could send out Valentine this year as you did back in grade school,
what type of Valentine would you send out to your blogosphere class?
Here’s my Valentine for you :)

Thursday, February 14, 2013
How do you feel about Valentine’s Day?
All About You: How do you feel about love?

Friday, February 15, 2013
How did this Valentine’s Day compare with Valentine’s Days of years past?
My first ever Valentine’s

Monday, February 18, 2013
What is the most romantic book you’ve ever read?
Pain is part of real pleasure.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Martin Luther King Jr. unpacked love and hate when he said,
“I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.”
Which is easier for you to feel: Love or hate?
Love is difficult only if you think it is.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Erich Fromm said, “Immature love says: ‘I love you because I need you.’
Mature love says ‘I need you because I love you’.”
How do you define mature love?
All you ever need, you already have.

Thursday, February 21, 2013
Do you think people can live without love?
To die for love is to be alive.

Friday, February 22, 2013
Aristotle said, “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”
Do you agree or disagree?
Soul mates are made, not born.

Monday, February 25, 2013
Do you think you would enjoy being a “sex symbol?”
Long legs and all

Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Do you think sex education should come
from the parents, the school, or a mix of both?
Mae West described sex as “emotion in motion.” Unpack this idea in a post.
An educated woman in motion

Thursday, February 28, 2013
When do you feel your sexiest?
Unleashing the inner kitten


– Image courtesy of Hair Tutorials


What about you, girl? When do you feel your sexiest? And how do you unleash your inner kitten?




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An educated woman in motion



Did you miss me like I missed you yesterday? Hope so … because this is the last week of NaBloPoMo February 2013!




Prompt of the day: Mae West described sex as “emotion in motion.”
Unpack this idea in a post.

The beauty of emotions is that they exist in a spectrum. Without emotions there’ll only be vacuum in space, and there’d be no life.

Emotions are natural – all forms of it are healthy to have. Our lives, ideally, run the gamut from subtle to the strong. Sex, like other activities we do everyday, is best done with a full range of emotions, even when you feel old and that you just don’t feel like having sex. If you tend to eat even when you’re not hungry, there’s no reason why you cannot tend yourself to make love even when you don’t feel like it.

I’ve heard real stories from married couples who’s been under the weather with their sex lives. One couple made a prearranged sex schedule as a steamy solution to revive their passion for each other all over again – and it worked. Some days it felt like having sex was nothing but for the sake of sex – as something to check off from the daily to-do list. Other days, however, sex becomes a means to an end. In the heat of those clamorous arguments, when both were exhausted by work overload and started blaming each other for everything that went wrong, and when both couldn’t think of any more words to say to make things right, when both slapped one another in the face, shouted at the top of their lungs in anguish, pushed one another as far away as possible, but at the same time, both could no longer hold up with the stubbornness to say sorry, bear the arrogance to put down their pride, and finally surrender to their significant other in toto – that‘s when the emotion in motion occur.

Stars shoot everywhere. Both see reds of their rage and passion, the violets in the evening light, the blues of their past, greens of the future, yellows of their sweetest memories, and so on.

To say that sex is emotion in motion is true. But really, for me, the physical act of having sex, like eating and breathing and shopping, is just like exercise: Even when modern lives’ mundanity is implicitly killing your passions, when you turn motion into a routine, you and your emotions will be better off healthier and happier in life than the rest who don’t make a move at all.

You can only get so many successes until you reach your climax – so however much you “just don’t feel like it”, might as well do it, do it often, and feel your emotions with every color of your life. Make it a habit to believe that one day, while having sex, you’ll reach the blissful, mythical O.



– Image courtesy of Christina G. Chen via Pinterest 


Prompt of yesterday: Do you think sex education should come
from the parents, the school, or a mix of both?

Sex education, especially for young women, is an often overlooked subject that any fine lady should learn in the classroom of life itself, which is not the same thing as sleeping around with guys until you find the illusive prince charming.

I know that people have different beliefs and everybody leads different lives, but I think sex, and its sacredness, is far too underappreciated.

Girls of today’s generation think that losing virginity is an honor, a sign that they’re all grown-up and womanly. It’s fair to say that the act of sex, the experience of having conquered the bed with a man, is a sign that you’ve matured, that you’ve blossomed into some kind of a butterfly.

There’s nothing wrong with that – only if the man who broke into your cocoon is your soul mate.

Then again, who am I to say these things when I haven’t blossomed into a butterfly?

For one thing, I’ve taken a step to welcome true love. I take in life’s open-box of chocolates, I understood its meaning to a certain degree, and I believe I’ve found my soul mate, Stanley. But I’m still under metamorphosis, and I don’t think I’m fully ready to fly yet.

Until I’m ready to get unstuck from chrysalis, my soul mate has to be willing to wait.

In love and sex, just as you do in any other committed relationships in your life, it doesn’t matter whether you’re physically ripe or not – what matters is your ethos as a whole, as the word “education” itself means you go through processes that develop and improve your unique powers, talents, and faculties of all kinds until they give you the crystallized ability to flourish in this grownup world.

There’s so much more to the mature concept of sex than mere penetration, and I believe with the woman in you unleashed, a character so strong that no matter how hard a man hits you, no matter how difficult your circumstances get in life, your seeds remain immovable, your gentle spirit unstoppable.



– Image courtesy of LadyLimoges via Tumblr


Where do you think a woman can best educate herself on sex, gender roles, and true love?




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Long legs and all



I’m making it, I’m making it, I’m almost there … it’s the last week of February and that means it’s also the last week fo NaBloPoMo February 2013!


Prompt of the day: Do you think you would enjoy being a “sex symbol?”

I’ve done several gigs in modeling that required me wearing minimal clothing.  I had a brief SPG stint to know enough about sex appeal. I grew up with a mom that values beauty so much so that when I was 12 years old, she almost sent me to a modeling school.

Now that I’m working fulltime in the media industry, even though I’m behind the desk 24/7, I still get the camera’s attention sometimes. Experienced colleagues say it’s only natural in this industry to appear on both sides, but I’m skeptical.

Don’t get me wrong. In no way am I implying I’m a sex symbol of any sort; in fact, in my own opinion, I’m nothing close to fulfilling the basic criterias of being a sex symbol: I have a small bust, an average face, and am too thin for a supposedly curvy frame. Though I’m comfortable in sheer fabrics and skin-tight outfits, you can almost always find me hiding behind a big, good book (or my iPad HD).

However, I’m a perfectionist. That means I can get very insecure about things I still need to work on, despite knowing I can never fulfill everyone’s expectations.

When I was 12, I was a different story. I was an awkward kid – I just stood out locally because of my taller height at 170cm. Stepping out of Indonesia and I’m just an average girl who’s blessed with long, strong legs. Now that I’m almost twice the age as the awkward girl, I’ve learned a thing or two about femininity and understand the exact ingredient to make up a true female sex symbol: Confidence – even tough in the eyes of society it’s often otherwise.

Specific list of attention-worthy attributes might include symmetrical face, minimum height of 175cm, is underweight or close to underweight, pale skin, thick hair, and starves herself.

More often than not, aspiring models try to fulfill all these unrealistic criterias, which only diminishes their confidence more than they support her talents. Though not all agents in the industry demand all criterias to be met, a perfectionist will never be able to sustain her job if she’s to spend her lifetime career trying to meet everyone’s expectations.

With the things I currently do behind the desk, I feel confident. I have confidence in writing my sentences. I have confidence in starting conversations. I have confidence speaking and writing in English more than in any other languages. I have confidence in running long with my God-given legs. I find liberty in the act of interacting with others and with myself through the written word – and somehow, the inner critic quietens as I write.

The result is a priceless insight thoughtfully abstracted for my reader when, if I’m lucky, returns me with a constructive critique on where specifically I can still work more on with my subject.

A sex symbol, however, has one and only one intended objective: Sex appeal.

To be honest, it’s enjoyable to a degree. I believe it’s the same case for every woman: Being a sex symbol feels awesome when you only reserve to release the goddess within in the privacy of your home, specially for the person who sees the best in you whether you’re with or without clothes on.

However, though I’d like to be a Victoria’s Secret angel exclusively in the eyes of my future husband, I don’t think being a sex symbol in the public eye is an ideal pursuit.


7-golden– Image courtesy of FOGAL


What about you? What will you do if you wake up one day being admired for your endless legs?




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Fruits With Benefits: D is for Dragonfruit



This is the fourth post of Fruits With Benefits: Eating Healthy From A to Z.
To see the complete series, click here.


Hello guys! Can’t believe we’re almost at the end of February already! Hope you’re still taking good care of yourselves. Today I’m excited to introduce you to a fruit so beautiful, so exotic, you can’t help but stop to admire its colors.


Pretty magentas on my plate, awesome health benefits for my body


Slumbering blissfully these days? Good – keep up with your cherry-picking routine. Every other Monday I’ll be filling you up with a juicy fruit that quells your sugar cravings and fully satisfies your appetite. With bite-sized information and easy-to-grab fruits, I aim to make you eat more of these goods so you can feel good and look good.


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Sweet Blue-Green Salad

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A juicy, crunchy, yet a very sweet way to enjoy an afternoon salad

Even though I always eat healthy and opt for lighter selections in restaurants, somehow I’m never fond of salads. I’ve always thought – if I want to eat out, might as well indulge :)

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Making Miles: Week 28



Note: During my run this morning at the gym, I placed my iPod Nano on my chest like I used to before I broke it the other time (Weeks 13 through 16). I think it broke again … the last time I saw my screen was when I was cooling down and looking at how many miles I’ve made – it was 5.07 miles, but I didn’t read my pace or my time. Right now I’ve restored my iPod Nano (all data erased) and it’s still connecting to my MacBook with a dark blank screen. Oh God – I will never attach my iPod Nano on my chest ever again. It’s where I sweat the most. We’ll see whether it will recover overnight …



Every week on Making Miles, I will share the lessons I’ve learned and practiced in running, which are often also applicable to life. A word of note: I’m not a registered coach or trainer, and what works for me doesn’t necessarily mean it can work for you. Remember to always consult with your physician before starting or changing any exercise program.



Count your blessings, Ida, count your blessings,” said Ida Keeling to her own mind: Stay alert, and focus. That’s it. If she gave up life after she lost her husband, she wouldn’t still be here, much less becoming a blessing to others.




– Image courtesy of The New York Times

Remember to run tall and stay strong. You’re carrying through the overflowing energy with your form, so remain stable and build up your endurance gradually.





Whatever it is in your life you’re building mileage of – be it a weight loss program, a habit removal, a career change, or a sleep schedule – keep yourself accountable to ensure success. If you want to move mountains, you’ve got to count every mile you’ve covered. Click the button below to download your very own weekly Making Miles worksheet and start seeing yourself progress :)



Rule of thumb when facing challenges: Always choose to plod rather than sprint. Always pretend you’re in a marathon.


P.S. Connect with me on Nike+ Running! Run over 50 miles and you’ll earn a trophy like I did :) In the meantime, though, because of the incident today with my iPod Nano (second time this happened now), I don’t think I’ll be able to run with music. We’ll see what happens in three days … by then if the screen is still blank then I’ll head to a retail store.




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TGIF! {The 8th}



Hello everyone! It’s that time of the week again :) I’m having a superb week and I can’t wait for the terrific weekend ahead! What about you?


f253155deeb8e8d649c0be492c8cd001– Image courtesy of Angie McCullough via Pinterest 






– Image courtesy of Pamela Evans via Pinterest


I met some of the smartest, greatest people this week! (And  this blessing will probably last for a lifetime) Thanks to my awesome job at company DEF (I know right? I thought I was rejected and have already accepted the fact that I was hopeless), I was able to chat with awesome people. It’s been a privilege, and I can’t thank God enough that I landed this job. I’ll save all the details until the next Life Lately update. A lot has changed since the hazy days in January – everything from my family life to my career life. My job requires me to learn and grow everyday, which is all I ever asked for in life. I have faith that my near-future is going to be good (and the life I pictured 9 years from now is taking shape).


The gift of time. A millisecond was given to us a millisecond ago so that we can change for the better. So we’re constantly forgiven for every passing wrongdoing – even the ones that you feel don’t deserve to be forgiven. We all know that time doesn’t wait. But if we manage the time we’ve been given well and always have a plan in mind, you’re only going to save yourself from trouble, which is priceless.


Limited control. I’m a control freak, but I’m not a manipulator. So the fact that I can’t control every situation is a huge gift. It saves me from extra headaches, worries, and illnesses from trying to control every situation. I know that as long as I stay flexible, good things will come around in the end.


Deadlines. Deadlines are awesome. I thrive at the amount of time I have. It’s a lot like running – you divide the daunting 26.2-mile marathon into small bites. At the end of every 2-mile interval, you sprint to the next level. So you always improve. Even if you miss the 15-minute mark, you’re still motivated to succeed because you know there are plenty more chances (12 more 2-mile intervals after your first failure) to make the mark.


My flaws and all. I tend to only see the negative aspects of myself – what I need to work on, where I still need room for improvement. Sometimes, this tendency is a good thing: I rarely allow myself too much time enjoying praises for my good work. It’s good to stay consistent and always be mindful of my own actions. Even though perfection can never be achieved, ideals should never be neglected.


I’m a train wreck in the morning
I’m a bitch in the afternoon
Every now and then without warning
I can be really mean towards you

I’m a puzzle, yes indeed
Ever complex in every way
And all the pieces aren’t even in the box
And yet you see the picture clear as day

I don’t know why you love me
And that’s why I love you
You catch me when I fall
Accept me, flaws and all
And that’s why I love you
And that’s why I love

I neglect you when I’m working
When I need attention I tend to nag
I’m a host of imperfection
And you see past all that
I’m a peasant by some standards
But in your eyes I’m a queen
You see potential in all my flaws
And that’s exactly what I need


I really don’t understand why someone like Stanley can love someone like me. I could never imagine Company DEF calling me back either, for whatever reason they hired me. I guess I’ll never know. Sometimes the mystery gets me curious, but I learned it’s better not to waste too much time figuring out what’s lovely about myself, lest you run out of time improving your character. I’ve got so much more things to work on than to admire.

And I’m extremely grateful that my job requires me to do just that.


Have a blessed weekend, everyone! Don’t forget to say thanks even in the tiniest ways you’re blessed today :)




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Soul mates are made, not born.


Do you believe in soul mates? I used to believe there is only one person in this world that was made for each one of us, and that we have to spend our lives finding that missing puzzle piece. Let me elaborate on today’s post of NaBloPoMo February 2013.


Prompt of the day: Aristotle said, “Love is composed of a single soul
inhabiting two bodies.” Do you agree or disagree?

When it comes to romance, I think that a male and female coexist not to complete each other, but to complement. I also believe that no single soul is the one mate for another, so more than one person in your life can potentially be your soul mates. But I believe that two people come together to shape and reshape themselves until they mold a perfect love – when the timing is right and if they have the same “why” answer to life. Every couplet was made for love, but love takes many different forms.

So whether or whether not I agree with Aristotle, I think what love does is the question instead of what love did.– Image courtesy of Christina G. Chen via Pinterest

What do you guys think?



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To die for love is to be alive.



Weekend is near, and I would’ve given up NaBloPoMo February 2013 by now if I didn’t love the written word. Today, I’m posting my take on imagining a life without love.


Prompt of the day: Do you think people can live without love?

No. Not ever. Not any one on this planet is able to have a good one without understanding the true meaning of sacrifice.

Not any one can continue breathing air, for goodness sakes, without experiencing loss, without fighting for what they value, without surrendering their all to faith and hope that there’s still goodness in this world.



– Image courtesy of Stare Photography


Not any one deserves to take in oxygen when all they can be is mere existence and can only do one thing: Give out carbon dioxide. Instead of bearing fruitions of love, such as joy and peace and patience, you’re merely taking up space and polluting the air. And because love is an action (as opposed to fickle feelings), it takes work – lots of hard, toilsome, time-consuming work.

Love is a lifelong labor to honor grace to its highest – higher than any human being on earth. It’s quite an impossible task, but you have to do it – you have to try for life. And so, to die for love is to be alive.

Your birthday was the day when you’re given the priceless gift to live. How you live your life is a way to show your gratuity to the ones that gave you life – the priceless people to whom, no matter what you do or how much you give in return for their gracious love, you will never fully cover the gift they’ve freely sacrificed their all for you.



– Image courtesy of Kelley Girl via Pinterest


Coming into existence without leaving behind a goodwill legacy is like serving a clean but empty plate on the dining table, with no dust to sweep, no dirt to wash away – no mountains to move, no obstacles to overcome, none whatsoever to go through, nothing to do with the plate except throwing it away as if thrusting a boomerang as far away as you can, leaving the broken pieces disperse into the distance and be gone from existence forever.



– Image courtesy of that’s just it


Think about it: Are you taking in oxygen for granted?