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.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Treff + ERKI + liquid dinner

The whole weekend has been a lie - I truly had a plan to study, but whatevz. I was too caught up with  me having a good time and couldn't have had it any other way. My friend Karl was back in town and we did a little birthday celebration and visited Treff performances. As usual this all meant drinking before, after and during the performances.
The next day was ERKI and a lot of fiishon. 

He is like: "Stop sending me those fan letters!":

The most hipsterish underground (literally) place I have seen a play performed. 
Bastion tunnels, scared the shit out of me:

The evening was quite cold so I went to EKA to borrow some clothes. 
Estonian design to the max:

Musumägi had some very kissable cheeks:

As you see Karl is wasted:  

Stick your tongue out like you just don't care:

I'm showing my drinking muscle and he is like "Bitch, please! That ain't a muscle":

Cute babe:

 She is happy, because she has collected some bottles (in her bicycle basket). That's how we get rich:

"Viitsid vä?"

On our way we listened French rap and we got our swagger on:

The difference of being 14 and 21 is that you sit inside the Hell Hunt not out in the park:

In the night the Treff tent had a school-disco with all the classics. "Suusabaasis on tantsupidu..":

Someone has been to Morocco and it shows:

Theatre people, hippie people.

We danced at my upper secondary school. I didn't hold back!:

This time it was ass down and face up:

The next day was ERKI, but I did like seven pictures all together. We have elu.24, so why bother. 

The most important for me! Triin and her outfits + My Mister and his music (see the last post that I did)

Model is worried, maybe she had left the iron on:

Triin hates colours:

I was like super proud over Triin and she is a killer!:

Too much fiishon, finally I left with a headache, because it was too much:

Saturday, May 26, 2012

ERKI 2012

Today is the day. Today is ERKI. My friend Triin has her collection shown there and my Mister (a.k.a. Espirit ) made a cohesive music to it. Me being talented didn't work out, luckily the closest people around me are gifted. I'm a professional groupie. 

Espirit's music:

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

21. I'm legal in the U.S. and A.

Well, birthdays make me high as a kite - especially, when it's mine. After waiting a bloody year, yesterday finally was my birthday. Ai-ai-ai-ai-juh-hu-hui! I'm really really sad that I can't have a big birthday party like last year. All friends together, dress up and never-mind the unlimited vodka supplies I would get (can't. really. imagine.)
This year I had a quiet day with family and few friends, because rest of them bastards are abroad #Eastern-Europe problems.
Finally, let's all embrace this post and let's now watch pictures of me taken from 101 angles. It's my birthday, I'm allowed to be an attention whore. I had a new dress, shoes and everything.

Big puppy eyes - can't really tell that 21. Maybe 10?

First things first. Run out in the birthday morning and take a picture with a bush. Very basic actually:

So I ran to the town and met up with Triin and Ian. Nothing to say about the picture, but I can tell you how Ian keeps surprising me: we are planning to go out on Saturday, but he started bitching because he doesn't want to miss the Eurovision song contest. Just like my granny. 

I'm desperately trying to show my new shoes, but I'm clueless in that area. There's no model inside of me and I couldn't give less about the chestnut tree. 

When my face is hidden I'm such a beautiful girl:

Look, friends in a warmer climate, we have summer here:

Headaches and backaches won't stop me:

I'm thinking about who the hell sent me those flowers and a teddy-bear via courier. Karl and Kaur for the win: 

Alcohol makes even the park look prettier:

My friend is a fashion-student and her style is best described as the blues brothers meets with "I just came from a funeral":

Random tulip picture is random:

A eta moi prazdnik:

It was rather late and I was a bit bummed out that my birthday was ending and I had to wait another year. Then three handsome boys walked in and gave me more flowers. Also my acceptance letter from Stockholm University arrived. Like a boss:

It looks like I'm enthusiastically looking up and then I'm blinded by the sun or bird poop: 

To sum it all up I must show you this. My mister couldn't be with me on that special day, but he thought "Why not Photoshop something retarded". So he did and it made me so so happy. The center-peace is me sleeping while having a Skype conversation - A good listener as I am: 
Thank you, my lovely people who had the time to send me good wishes. I send you high fives on my behalf. 

Wednesday, May 16, 2012