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.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

The weather today was far too awesome to stay in,  so we agreed to take a two hour long walk around the town. The final outcome was us having a little close-up photo-shoot at home, just to show you all my pores and wrinkles.
I must change my blog name to "Wilma looking at things", because today that is all you see. 

Looking at a lamp:


If I would be any kind of a fashion maker, I would go nuts in this fabric store:


See this face, it has no intentions what so ever to read any book in the near future. "Jersey Shore" and "Teen Moms" is how I'm going to kill my IQ this summer:


Embrace yourselves, the flower pictures are coming:


"To the castle, I say!"


This hair show off is pitiful, like a year ago I decided that I'm going to grow my hair. Really?! I mean really?! Should I get those nasty extensions. No, I would rather die. 


The face is like I smelled poop:


The water is more dirty than a muddy prostitute:


There's more hills behind the hills:


Vegetarians turn away, because I had a barbecue chicken baguette. 
My face afterwards - pricelessly messy:



Did you embrace yourselves?:


As I walked up my heart started to race and I couldn't breathe. 21 and my body loves me:


Moms walking with their babies. I really want to punch those mamas, who smoke while their holding their baby. Y U PUSHED THAT THING OUT OF UR VAGAGA?!


Bridge, yes it is:


One hunky matching with the leaves:


All you get is a half of the smile, I'm just that lazy:


Flowers again, can't help myself:


Doggy, doggy
clean your poopy.
#crappy owner problems:


We live here toight as a toiger:


This is one flag in rags:


This is the real thing, the real hippy van:


You know that you're in the UK, when milk is in plastic bottles (and is more sweet, because of the extra sugar):


Never-ending housing, auuu-uuu-uuu-uuu-uuu:



Q10 in need. Looking at the curtains:


 Looking at the candle:

Sunday, June 17, 2012

☂ ☁


Without a hesitation we decided in a nanosecond: we're going to move out from our apartment. My Mister has the last year at uni and he is going to rent a single room instead. This good idea means we have to pack together shit that we have collected these past two years. Today I was so so brave and threw out my Vagabond and Topshop shoes, let alone two bag-full of clothes. Old ones out, new ones in. 

Rest of the clothes I'm taking to a second hand shop and few items that I found pretty decent shall be listed on eBay. 

Still, we have tonnes of stuff we aren't throwing away, mainly books. Maybe someone could drive here from Estonia and take our things back to Eastern Europe. Nice Eurotrip you would have...think about it. 

England just won a match at Euro 2012 and all the skanks and chavs are screaming outside. I often hear them outside, how someone has slept with the wrong man's bitch. This is so refreshing after a long uni year.


BUY MY CLOTHES PLEASE, they need a new owner (some of them are for men)
1.http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/H-M-dress-XS-S-/160825055947?pt=UK_Women_s_Dresses&hash=item2571eb9acb#ht_500wt_1363
2.http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/160825147128?ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&_trksid=p3984.m1555.l2649#ht_500wt_1363
3.http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/160825741332?ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&_trksid=p3984.m1555.l2649#ht_500wt_1363
4.http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/160825040639?ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&_trksid=p3984.m1555.l2649#ht_500wt_1363


Just now he's learning German sitting next to me. He sounds very angry  "DonaudampfschiffahrtsgesellschaftskapitÀn"
Here he is like "I don't want to live on this planet anymore" , 1-2-3 lift off:



My dad gave me a new camera and I'm desperately trying to find a use for it. Here I'm trying to imagine that I'm in San Francisco:


How to trick people that you can smize? Just look at the bright sun. Having a leg ache comes also in handy:


Castle. Church. Pretty cool that I, historian live in Historic Rochester






The one thing I miss the most is nature, especially forest. Park is like masturbating and forest is like the real sex:



Don't let this picture fool you, it's really cold here. It feels like early spring or something like that:


Tuesday, June 12, 2012

This far so good

Today I'm taking over the castle and we are finally alone in this apartment. Beware - don't come to visit, I'll be running around naked. Rest of my life is still the same, which means I'm desperately looking for a job. It's not that easy in a small place like Medway. So today I went career hunting in Maidstone. I handed out CVs with a big smile and a face that said "take me!".

The first picture with me on it, because maybe some of you have doubts about my whereabouts. Pudding lane it is:


Most adorable thing is that Estonia has better weather than we have. The irony of life:



As I was waiting my Mister, something inside of me said "Take a picture of this grey massive building". So I did. I don't no why.




I want to earn tonnes of money and put it on my Lloyds account, because they have this super awesome night safe:


This year it's very in to look like a spaniel. Maybe you see it, maybe you don't:



Hire me, damn you!



Well, you see a train here, but actually I wanted to capture that cute puppy. Fuck trains:



Fast noodles isn't all I eat, sometimes I put a little extra £1.50 in to treat my unemployed self:

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

The wall is peeling off

Almost a week here now, but nothing to tell you really. Instead I'm going to yak about irrelevant things like how we went out for a walk and I came back with four pictures: window-screen + a chair + indoor market + buntings (lots and lots of it everywhere). As I'm sick and far away from free medical care, I haven't got a job yet. I'm that Eastern-Europe blond girl, so in the end I can be a prostitute. I have a plan B, yay. 
The other day we went to my Mister's university to print out bunch of stuff. Let me say that it was another experience than uni back home. See for yourselves.
Last, but not least I tested my camera macro shoot.

tl:dr:Long story short - I like bananas