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Natalie Portman for a while probably’ll prefer burying her head to coming out of her home. The trouble is, after her gorgeous performance at the last Golden Globe, she’s just found out that the dress that she wore that night, was the same dress that Debra Messing ever wore in a reward night for women, five years ago! The worse thing is, she was already dying to order the dress from Coco Chanel boutique. I don’t know how a celebrity-class-boutique like Coco Chanel can be improperly giving the same dress to two different celebs. Or should I say three? Coz actually Kirsten Dunst wore the same dress in Spiderman 2. Don’t believe it? I upload the photos here. Please don’t laugh.

And the funnier thing is, this is the second accident. The trouble is, the dress that Reese Witherspoon wore at the same Golden Globe night, instead was the same dress that Kirsten Dunst wore at the 2003 Golden Globe. (If Kirsten wanna be a trendsetter, then she’d made it.) And again, the designer was Coco Chanel boutique, too! Oh, Zus Coco, if only she’d know it, how would she react in her grave?

Coco probably would say, “When Debra wore that dress, that year I just predicted that the vintage would set a trend. That Natalie wore the same one again, it proved that my prediction has come true.”

Oh c’mon, Zus Coco, vintage doesn’t mean wearing a dress that someone else has worn before!

It sounds that I have no other work to do, have time to make a comparison study of someone’s outfit to another one’s. But believe it or not, this is the same reality that often happens to us, the ordinary people. It’s still better that Reese-Kirsten’s incident only makes distant about three years and Natalie-Debra’s accident just makes different time about five years, but just imagine if Reese and Kirsten wore their dresses at the same night and at the same place? Would they die of shame? Coz if I was fad (and it could just happen!), I had had come to the both of them, and asked them in pity, “Which reformatory were both of you coming from?”

Now, what if the victims were us?

WHAT’LL YOU REACT IF YOU COME TO A PARTY AND SEE ANOTHER ONE WEARS THE SAME OUTFIT EXACTLY LIKE YOU?

These are how my friends answers, after I asked:

Dien, 18: “Hih, I’ll prefer going home! I could be died of jeers coz I’m wearing a common outfit!”

(You may go home. But you’ll get loss coz you don’t join to enjoy the meal.)

Sha, 23: “I’ll be back in hurry into the parking, take my pashmina, than I’ll cover it upon my dress.”

(What an idea. But what if she also keeps a pashmina that exactly like yours inside her pouch?)

Sesh, 19: “Hahaha! Why do we look like prisoners?”

(Exact! You just need to wear a number on your chest!)

Ndri, 20: “Oh, it’s already happened to me. I’m going to a party and there’s a girl carrying a pouch that’s exactly same like mine. Then I came to her and I squeezed to her pouch, then I said, ‘Hey, we carry the same pouches!’ Suddenly I had ran away and she didn’t show her upset face to me..”

(Wait, didn’t you gurlz wanna make one picture or two? Who knows, probably you were the lost twins?)

Hoel, 21: “What’s the matter if we wear the same outfits? Just find out another same person, and we can get a pretty plate as a prize!”

(It’s not really precious if the prize’s just a plate, maybe it’s more interesting if the prize was a DVD player or home theatre.)

Kirsten, Reese, Debra, Natalie, and other people who read this blog, please don’t get upset if you wear the same dresses. Coco Chanel shouldn’t just produce one outfit, but they should make many of it, so they don’t get loss. I can’t have a brilliant idea everyday to write a blog, then

Coco> can’t have a brilliant idea everyday to design a dress, either. So if you don’t wanna have risk to have something like any other has, why d’ya get bother, just design your own dress!

(You just need to tell the merchant of the shop where you bought the material, “Koh, please don’t sell this cloth again to any other..”)

P.S. Elizabeth Snead, thanks a lot..

Yihaa.. Playboy is coming to Indonesia! I just can’t describe how glad I am about this controversial news, maybe it’s been so long since I don’t read Playboy anymore, since the last time I crept to read some of its editions in a shop next to my school, when I still lived in Sydney several years ago. Or maybe the publishing of Playboy means a new reference; a thing that must be had by everybody who’s crazy about magazines (including me). Or this Playboy in Indonesia gonna make worse the disorder of press and artists who’ll argue more with those pious from religious institutions.

Is that true that Playboy can do fine in Indonesia? The answer could be yes, could be not. With the act of anti-pornography and anti-pornoaction (which I think is getting overreacting, why ought they to fine us 250 millions if we caught up kissing on the pavement?), those people with white sorbans who spend their times to censor the sexy singers and also pursues the genies on TV, I’m not sure Playboy can be sold free easily by the roads like any other ‘normal’ mags.

But if Playboy has been too far stucked with motto “only display the images of female’s body”, then Playboy has been absolutely late to be the pioneer, coz FHM and Maxim has already begun earlier, and even Popular has already been the expert. People may yell out demanding for anti-pornography, but those people also the same people who buy those immoral tabloids that’s sold on the crossroads. And this nation, who’s been reputated as the religious nation, also legalizes the prostitution (correction, Vic, not legalize, but localize!). It makes me realize that:

MAYBE THIS NATION DOES NEED A PORN MAGAZINE.

And Playboy can answer it all.

The funny thing is, Playboy in Indonesia has been clearly already too late. Coz, in the former country, Playboy has already started to collapse. A few years recently, the financial balance of the publisher has been keeping deficit. Maybe it’s about the quality control begins to decrease (I don’t know the quality of what!), or Bush’ politics that not sympathize for those mankind of pornography, or maybe there are a lot of better porno magazines (gosh!). So it’s not surprising if Playboy decides to open a franchise branch on Asia, for surviving the company from bankrupt. Coz it’s been a common habit that the Third World is a great target for being the recycle bin of Western to waste their out-of-date products. And Indonesia is the right target for it. Ironic!

It’s OK. This nation has reputation to change a second good become a productive one. If Playboy at USA outta get into the recycle bin, then I believe that Playboy in Indonesia can survive. The condition is, Playboy has to adapt with Indonesia’s manners. There’s no need to display the porn artists, it’s enough only by put on the sexy-but-artistic images. Remember, there’s a sharp border between porn and artistic. The important thing is the quality of art, not the quantity of anatomical part that shows up. Then, about how to make an artistic sexy image but not porn, it’s gonna be a challenge for our photographers. That’s why, if you wanna publish a magazine, pick up those journalists with competent and ethic code of journalistic, not just those big fans of blue film with immature souls and addictive to porn.

I’m glad to hear that the next head editor of Indonesian Playboy would be Ayu Utami. I think, as a feminist Ayu won’t let them just display women’s bodies at all and sell them cheaply. Beside, it’s been so long for Ayu to be an icon of new generation in authorities, so she can control the quality of the writings in the magazine.

But we’ll just see it later, what’ll happen if Playboy keeps pushing to publish in Indonesia. Maybe it can compete with other entertainment mags, maybe it’ll also get bankrupt because of nature selection, or maybe it’ll die earlier because of being censored. Welcome, Playboy!

Which one d’ya prefer, a pretty smoking girl or an unpretty unsmoking girl? In fact, a lot of my friends can’t pick up whom to go out with. Though some of them don’t mind that their girlfriends smoke, but there’s still a lot of guyz expect that their wives don’t. The reason is, not good for the babies and the kids. Though, I know, they just don’t want their wives took away their quotas of cigarettes.

Why does smoking have to be negative stigma for the smokers? Just watch the action movies, it must be the bad guy who smokes. As like the good guy never does (in Die Hard 2, Bruce Willis could beat the terrorists only by the cigarette that he turned on to the criminal’s plane).

A girl who wanna join Miss Universe, can fail only in the interview round just because get caught up smoking on the lobby.

Just bring your cute boyfriend home and introduce him to your parents. “Hey, Mom, this is Surya, he’s magna cum laude from MIT and next month he’ll get promoted to be Junior Attorney.”

And your momma smiles.

But when you say, “And he smokes five packs a day.”

Then your momma wrinkles.

It means, smoking ain’t the criteria for a dreamlover. If you could, you’d pick a lover who doesn’t smoke. And you expect, you also wouldn’t smoke for the rest of you life. But a plan is just a plan.

My cousin tried to persuade me not to tell his Mom that I caught him up smoking when he was hailing an angkot at

. He said, his Mom’s gonna chop him up to be a nut, coz our family forbids its grandchildren for smoking.

My teacher couldn’t stop smoking by leading the lecture about chronic obstructive pulmonary disease and campaigned that 95% patients of the disease smoke. He said, I haven’t had this disease. I’ve just already have emphysema.” Emphysema is a kinda early stage before reaching the chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, some kinda condition where the lung can’t breathe normally.

I went to the pavilion of residents, and had my seniors smoking by staining their nails in summer peach.

EVEN THE DOCTORS SMOKE!

Why do doctors smoke? With all kinda reasons of bleak future that all smokers must bear, it doesn’t stop my friends, my senior collegues, and my teachers at the hospital to blow up the smoke from their mouth. “Life is stress, Vicky,” they defend theirselves. “Souls of 100 patients are in your shoulder and you don’t even have enough time for recreation or just procreation, so how don’t you get crazy to deal with it? Smoking is your anti-depressant, at least this is better than cannabis.”

I know exactly what stress is. And I know why they pick smoking up to be anti-depressant. Even a few times I’ve stolen some pieces of cigarettes from my teacher’s drawer. But I never had a heart to suck it. Because, I have allergy of smoke.

It doesn’t mean I have antipathy to smoking. Some of my boyfriends smoke, honestly. It’s not comfortable to watch it, but I couldn’t forbid them, coz I know that stop smoking is hard to do.

Smoking makes your teeth get yellow, your lung get black, and your skin get wrinkles. Not good for cosmetic reason. And the sucks one, smoking makes your mouth smell bad, and it ruins the joy of sex. That’s why I preferred breaking up with my boyfriend, and that’s the reason that he never knew from me: “Honey, it’s over. I can’t stand to go out with you again. Coz when I kiss you, it feels like kissing an ashtray.”

The exact way to be slim is not counting how much calories that you spoil into your body in every packs of French fries that you eat. And you can’t expect you’ll get slimmer immediately by torturing yourself on the treadmill for many hours until your sweat inundates the floor. And all of those diet dairy milk have to be thrown to the recycle bin, or probably you just spoil them into your favorite bulldog’s cup.

Coz the exact way to be skinny is using: LIPSTICK!

Lipstick?! Yes, why lipstick? Believe it or not, this small red stuff gives significant contribution to make somebody become anorexia. No woman can live without lipstick. Lipstick makes a female become a woman. Lipstick contains the signs of femininity, sensuality, and bouncing-up dignity as a lady; something that you won’t find on men, even though the lipstick is used by those whores who use to hang out at Van Deventer, or those conservative Javanese bridegrooms.

Liptick is an obligated instrument that women must have, even though you work at the well drill. A woman can be confidentially cat-walk from her home without eye-shadow, but it will be felt different if she comes out from home without lipstick. The childish girls from kindergarten learn how to make up by stealing her momma’s lipstick, not her momma’s blush on. A woman won’t get piss off if her cosmetic pouch falls and her compact powder is broken, but she’ll grouse a whole day if her lipstick is broken, coz broken lipstick means out of luck. The tea farmer ladies on Pangalengan even never forget using lipstick before they work at the farm, no matter they work under the hot sunshine and in the middle of tea trees which smell good but not fragrant. My boss has ever been scared to get home because incidentally he found a stain of lipstick on his white coat, and he’s afraid that his wife will search him thoroughly all night long, and the worse, his wife’ll break through our clinic to ask the nurses one by one so they’ll confess who has deviated with my boss (certainly those susters won’t confess, coz they’ve been aged, while my handsome boss aren’t 40 yet. It’ll make his totally-jealousy-wife will move to ask other suspected staffs of Other Dream Lady a.k Wanita Idaman Lain a.k WIL, such as the female interns, or more specificly: ME).

OK, I’ve deviated too far. Problems of lipstick for every woman are always the same, not the color which too cherry or too pale, but the truth that lipstick never stays long on the lips. Imagine that we use lipstick in the morning before leaving to work, and when we come home at night and mirror in our room, the we realize that the lipstick that we rubbed this morning aren’t there anymore. Where da hell is going that sensual red? We thought it was because we used the cheap brand, but it’s actually same if we use the lipstick released of the expensive brand that we buy on Milan or Manhattan.

What’s the secret of the woman whose lipstick stay all day long? These kinda woman are those women who’s invited to the meeting, they don’t talk much until their lips get dried coz they don’t use the lips much. Those women absolutely don’t work on the field fighting the hot sunshine until they sweat. Those women also never steal their times in the middle of rush hour to grab some potato chips in the cans on the secretary’s desk, even going lunch on the restaurant to have some nasi timbel or a portion of baked chicken with lalapan as the bonus. No wonder their lipstick stay long!

So, if you want your lipstick preserved, keep rub your lipstick as often as possible. No matter how expensive your lipstick is, it’ll be wiped away if you talk much or eat much. If you still don’t believe this jabbering talk of mine, then try to use lipstick a whole month and don’t eat so your lipsticks stay long on your lips. Guarantee, next month you’ll get skinny!