How Do You Get to Wonderland?

Alice in Wonderland, how do you get to Wonderland? 
Over the hill or underland, or just behind the tree? 
When clouds go rolling by, they roll away and leave the sky. 
Where is the land beyond the eye, that people can not see, where can it be?

Where do stars go, where is the crescent moon? 
They must be somewhere in the sunny afternoon. 
Alice in Wonderland, where is the path to Wonderland? 
Over the hill or here or there, I wonder where. 

As I promised, let me introduce you to my three-post-in-a-row Picnic Pal: Merpati. She is my bf's cousin and one of my ultimate gossiping girlfriend who could spend hours exchanging stories as well as healthy recipes through the mobile-phone screen no matter how far apart we are.. and yes, she's super gorgeous.. no doubt of that.

Unlike my other Picnic Pals who mostly works for creative industry, Merpati is a bright young geologist working 9 to 5 in a real office~ and loving it! (I always adore her for that; and I always envy her long list of visited-countries for she is a real world-traveler!)When we met, that would mean numerous cute places to visit, bottomless plate of food-tasting, and endless girl-talk. It would also mean a good-hair-day for me because she will voluntarily do my hair like no other could ever do! She's such an angel.. ;)

Her name, Merpati, literally translated as 'dove'. I find that quite whimsical, what do you think? 

(She took me for a tea and I took her to a thrift market. Now, she's addicted to them! ;))

Why, in my world... 
Cats and rabbits, would reside in fancy little houses, and be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers. 
In a world of my own. 
All the flowers would have very extra special powers, they would sit and talk to me for hours, when I'm lonely in a world of my own. 

There'd be new birds, lots of nice and friendly how-de-do birds, everyone would have a dozen bluebirds, within that world of my own. I could listen to a babbling brook and hear a song, that I could understand. 
I keep wishing it could be that way, because my world would be a wonderland.

Wearing this luminescence blue dress and sipping for a cup of fragrant tea with a pretty 'dove' in cute dress, I feel so much like Alice in Wonderland..  


Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulips, and the sun is like a toy balloon. 
There are get up in the morning glories, in the golden afternoon. 
There are dizzy daffodils on the hillside, strings of violets are all in tune, Tiger lilies love the dandelions, in the golden afternoon, the golden afternoon.

There are dog and caterpillars and a copper centipede, 
where the lazy daisies love the very peaceful life they lead... 
You can learn a lot of things from the flowers, for especially in the month of June. 
There's a wealth of happiness and romance, all in the golden afternoon. ... 
All in the golden afternoon, the golden afternoon...

(Absolutely love this place where I met this cutest boy name Antoine)

(With Karen, the editor of Tongue in Chic at their booth in Hooked on Flea)


By the way, remember the last time I held a music event? (No? Click here

Still in my Alice in Wonderland mood, this time I'm going to throw an afternoon tea party with the cutest and most whimsical band I've ever found in Jogjakarta: Stars and RabbitThey play folk music with just enough quirkiness. The lead singer, Elda, is one of the most stylish gypsy-like person I've ever met as well as a very good friend who could spend five hours talking about everything over a glass of lemonade. She is also the owner of the best vintage shop here, Little Garage. More about her will be posted sometime in my Picnic Pal and now; if you're into folk music and happen to be in Jogja at September 5th, make sure you won't miss this event. 

Forward, backward, inward, outward, come and join the chase! 
Nothing could be drier than a jolly caucus-race. 
Backward, forward, outward, inward, bottom to the top, never a beginning there can never be a stop to skipping, hopping, tripping, fancy free and gay, I started it tomorrow and will finish yesterday. 

Round and round and round we go, and dance for evermore, once we were behind but now we find we are be-forward, backward, inward, outward, come and join the chase! 
Nothing could be drier than a jolly caucus-race. 
For backward... I say! You'll never get dry that way! 


Miy wearing same outfit as previous post
Photographed by Dito Yuwono


Bunny kisses,

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