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BIRTHDAY

Whispers of Van Gogh: Under the Starry Night.

There are nights that sparkle on the calendar…
and then there are nights that stay etched in the heart forever.
Tonight is the second kind—
because tonight, we celebrate Emylie.

At seventeen, many girls choose balloons, glitter, and familiar themes.
But Emylie… she has always dreamed differently.
She has always seen the world in colors, in feelings, in quiet moments that speak louder than noise.
So when her seventeenth birthday approached, she wished not for extravagance—
but for meaning.
For beauty.
For a night that felt like her.

And so, she chose a world inspired by a painter who understood emotion in its rawest form—
a world bathed in sunflowers, swirling skies, and unspoken hope.

A world she calls:
“Whispers of Van Gogh: Under the Starry Night.”

Up in the Sky Lounge of The Westin Surabaya, the transformation began.
The room breathed with color.
Deep, soulful shades of blue—like the quiet moments before dawn—stretched across the space.
Warm, golden tones of sunflower yellow and soft orange lit the room like small embers of happiness.
Each shade held a story.
Each hue held a memory.
Together, they formed the emotional landscape of the night.

The lounge became a sanctuary suspended between earth and sky—
a place where the city lights below bowed in respect,
and the stars above leaned in closer to listen.

The stage was framed like a living painting.
Golden borders shimmered softly, cradling a backdrop where blue blossoms faded into dreamy gradients.
Touches of yellow and orange kissed the edges, echoing the swirling flame-like strokes of Van Gogh’s Starry Night.
It felt familiar yet new—
as if the iconic painting had opened its arms and welcomed Emylie into its embrace.

At the heart of this dream stood a five-tier birthday cake—
white as untouched canvas,
pure as a blank page of a story yet to be told.
Upon it, delicate hand-painted swirls captured the essence of starry skies,
turning a cake into a quiet tribute to beauty, patience, and creation.

Yet the most breathtaking part of the night was not the decor, nor the colors, nor even the artistry.

It was Emylie herself.

Seventeen years of growing, learning, laughing, stumbling, hoping—
all culminating in this single moment where she stood on the edge of childhood
and the beginning of her becoming.

She stepped into the night like a sunflower tilting toward warmth.
Her eyes sparkled with the kind of light only youth can hold—
hopeful, brave, beautifully unafraid.

Surrounded by her closest family and friends, she lived fully in every second.
She sang—
her voice trembling at first, then soaring,
soft but sure, like a quiet prayer cast into the sky.

She danced—
her steps free, unguarded, painted with joy,
as if her heart had finally found the rhythm it always wanted to follow.

She laughed—
with the kind of laughter that fills a room,
the kind that stays long after the lights go out.

This was not just a birthday celebration.
This was a moment of becoming.
A moment of blooming.
A moment of discovering her own light beneath the great starry sky.

And maybe that is why Van Gogh feels so fitting—
because he believed that even in the darkest nights,
there are stars waiting to shine.
And tonight, Emylie proved that too.

Tonight, she is more than seventeen.
She is courage wrapped in color.
She is joy wrapped in starlight.
She is a sunflower blooming boldly against the sky.

A masterpiece—
not finished, not framed, not complete—
but growing, glowing, becoming.

This is Emylie at seventeen—
a heart full of dreams,
a soul full of color,
a life just beginning to paint itself.

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17th Birthday of Emylie

birthday girl : Emylie Valerie Widjaja

Organizer : Oneway Party Idea
Venue : Sky Lounge - The Westin Hotel, Surabaya
Decoration : M2 Decor
Lighting : LightVision
Photography & Videography : XLO Photo
Master of Ceremony : MC Opank & MC Steven Kawe
Birthday Cake : Femy's Cake
Disc Jokey : DJ Marc
Dancer : KF Dancer