I'm Wilma. Girl. No dragon tattoo. I love theatre, fashion, music that makes me orgasm and taking pictures. I have split myself between three places (London-Stockholm-Tallinn), but my current hub is Tallinn. Wherever my circus goes, there's always a party. If the party does end, I watch cat videos and blog about it all. Check out my yearly summaries below to get to know me a bit better. Header: Mandel Photography

If you have any questions: hemafruu@gmail.com.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Monday, March 29, 2010

Night time

Just when I was on my way out...:

...a friend with a credit card yells "It's my shout!":

Friday, March 26, 2010

Homecoming queen

Let's get crazy, let's build a wall:

Looking at youtube video "How to build a wall"

She hopes that the wall will not fall down:

Tss, it's OK. (trying to cover his ears, so he would not hear the wall falling down):

Meanwhile. Let's makes some passport pictures:

Holding that wall together:

Okou, it's coming down:

Is it love or just Stockholm?

Are ready to fly? But why not, let's get crazy. Let's go by boat to Sweden:

If sea would be drinky and I would be a duck, I would jump in and drink my way up:

How many of us can you stand?:

Look, we found some more friends:

An error:

Vi älskar tunnelbana!:

There's no air like Swedish air. World's highest standard of living:

Fairy tales are nice:


Stockholm Gay Pride Parade:

He's so cool that even ice cubes are jealous:

Pussycat, pussycat I love you

Is it love or just Stockholm?:

Wilma Circus saved the world from boredom:

I may play the fool at times, but I'm a little more than a pretty blond girl with an ass that won't quit:

If you're going to hell, keep on going:

Life isn't Burger King, you don't always get what you want:

Look what the cat dragged in:

We reject reality and substitute our own:

Damn, those hippies:

Fab fyra:

Too much, too high. You smoke, you die:

The whole sea is our playground:

Talk the talk. Walk the walk:

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you, kalla:

next stop: Kosmos:

ongi noh.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

It's a sin to be tired

This weekend I celebrated Christmas:

I've been a good girl all year round:

Sleeping beauty: she missed Santa this year:

We listened some Christmas carols:

Santa's little helpers:

After Santa had left the building, we took the party to the toilet:

If you're going to hell, keep on going. Peace:

We're those regularly weird people:

This poor lady can't remember her poem to Santa:

Come to the dark side, we have cookies:

Stupid timer-made-friend-pictures were right way to end Christmas: