Me and Reggie's birthday party

Yesterday was the day when Reggie landed in Tallinn and we held our birthday party Royal Circus.

Thank you, Ingmar Jõela for giving us the look-look:

Sorry, it turned more Sci-Fi and Star Trek, than Royal Circus:

Castle of Fashion meets Wilma Circus:

Fiiiiiishon:

We invited dearest friends and we had lovely decorations:'

Melissa bought us a cake, so I could wish that vodka would never end (and it didn't):

How I lost my false eyelash virginity:

We even had o-nom-nom-nom besides liquid lunch:

Yes, they all brought me L.V! (and Savetskojes, and watermelons filled with vodka and Maximum Vodka SUMMER EDITION!!)

I put all my L.V-s on the shelf and Paula couldn't take her eyes off. BEAUTIFUL!:

Kalle came from Sweden, with gurkmajonäss, whoa!

This was the fanciest present. Alas I realized that the day after, because I saw only vodka and the purse (I gave it back to the owner) not the earrings and necklace. AMAZING, I salute you Gerda!

Next few pictures are just to check over: Was I there?

Ott likes to jump out from the bush with a camera:

Circus is here! And nasty socks too:

Fitsstsss and beautiful Marleen:

The master clowns arrived and gave us a bangup show:

Neighbour threatened to call the police. WHAT A GREAT PARTY!:

Norman tried to steal the nose:

Party with a capital P. We all are here.

Wow - wow- wii- wwoww, such a fabulous time I am having in Estonia!:

Chicas are tripping in the garden:

Red Next - means good party. Clown knows!

Oh, I love you all.

I now have more alcohol than I had before the party, weirrrrddd:

MORE PICTURES COMING UP! I just got sober and found some more.