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

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Snöfritt Stockholm Love

I love being in Sweden - I lost my heart here when I was like six years old. 
Being here is rather relaxing, I have already done all the mandatory activities: taken a ride with my absolutely favourite tunnelbana; waited my boyfriend to try on all pairs of pants at Weekday; walked around in Stockholm with –5 degrees (the coldest weather I have witnessed this year).


My shopping here is rather low-keyed, because I only wanted two special items and I HAZ THEM already. So we just walked around the whole day. 
Story of my life :"This is a one-woman show" + one-man show (he is very handsome):



Oestrogen is going loco when Monki has a REA:



The fitting room joke: trying to take a picture of myself. At the same time desperately hiding the camera and failing miserably at it. Then trying to look fabulous and skinny, because if you're not buying this dress, then at least you have a picture of it:



I would go down on her anytime (dirty Topshop talk, wink-wink):



Swedes know how to make delicious chocolate thingies:



I remembered the smell from Bromley-by-Bow:



Little acid trip:



My boy digs gossip, yo:



T-bana - silent, fast, comfortable, just lovely:




I will be keeping calm on the 18th january and there after:



Stockholm has the best thrift stores. Not like in Tallinn, where even dealers in Balti jaam are asking shitloads of money for just shit. 



This is my Amen in church, my hipster's paradise:


Even choosing universities is happy and relaxing here:



To all ya Creepers lovers:



Random dog between the aisle:



Speaking of dogs - they all has them. No chihuahua, no dogs size of a hamster, but real big dogs:


A bulk of seafood everywhere - they has it:



Buses using biogas and ethanol (like Karl Laumets) + other naturvänliga stores and items - they has it!:



For us Estonians a market is a dirty place owned by russian mafia, so we buy our green groceries at big shopping centres. Other nationalities buy their greenies from an outside market where everything is oh-so-fresh. 
Fruits and salesclerks are very colourful:


Mmmmm.....doooonnnuutttsss:


The Kungliga slottet:


Ultimate winter Norden cold win:



Their bottles are also happier;



They honour the old and make it even more good looking than the new. That goes for everything:



and a bit of me too:

2 comments:

anonymous rad person said...

I LOVE YOU AND I LOVE STOCKHOLM AND I MISS YOU BOTH AND I AM VERY MUCH LOOKING FORWARD TO THE 18TH OF JANUARY

Kristel Wilma Circus said...

GOTT NYTT ÅR HONEY, CAPS LOCK I LOVE