Friday with Ella and Ivan - Marie Laveau and Lidingö combo

 Never-ending nights and miserable mornings - you know the drill already.

Please cancel my aromatherapy, my psychotherapy, my reflexology, my osteopath, my homoeopath, my naturopath, my crystal reading, my shiatsu, my organic hairdresser. I want to party right now and let's see if I can be re-birthed next week.
( Read more at somewhatslightlydazed.co.uk - my partner in crime)

Russian, Estonian and a Jew - this is how the anecdote starts:

Quick shower, quick shower... Wash and go. Sandpaper, cellulite breakdown, tone and perm, auto-bronzer and birch twigs! Shall I have soap? No, no soap! - and we are ready to go:

Right, time for another little drinky before we go:

 

The Kings drinking game is our holy ritual - I should start my own company and produce that "everybody tributes" liquid all around the world, because it's always so good:

What's drinking? A mere pause from thinking!

Eastern European girls together - looks like a scene from beginning of a pornmovie:

She is surprised that Stockholm is actually pretty fun and Georg is just sexy, because of his new haircut:

We desire to behave this certain way and we love to be able to blame it on alcohol:

 As he always puts up with our music, so we gave him a chance to put his taste on. He chose System of a Down and was Happy Sven. Rrrrr:

We left the building and took the tube.

Sis and bro:

Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker:

Dance is about saying something. If you don't have nothing to say, get off the dance floor!

Can you read our body-language?:

Ivan is tall, strong and Russian. He will never fall, that's the reason why I am holding on tight:

Everyone has their own symbols:

They looks bright and wise - looking after us, thank God:

Let the music lift you up:

She tried to crowd-surf and the tide went out:

(I have tons of pictures me in the arms of different boys, therefore I need to explain my slutiness. Every time me and my theatre-school mates get drunk back home, we start doing different kind of tricks that modern dance has taught us. This is why my body wants to ignore gravity, when I am drunk. Sadly my new friends cannot really do anything else than this pose):

Walk like an Egyptian:

What happens when Ivan stops drinking? He shall drink water (with a little whisky inside):

Sven's life just flashed before his eyes:

The patients, who have escaped from a mental institution. The staff came after them, so they are trying to "act normal" just to blend in to the crowd:

Me and Chloe - we think that toilets are underestimated and we fancy them:

Random girl is random:

Some go to church on Sundays, I go to clubs on Saturdays to pray JESUS, JESUS!:

Boob-crab:

If life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade and try to find someone whose life has given them vodka, and have a party together:

Luciano made it here!:

Make the most out of tonight and worry about it all tomorrow:

I didn’t fall. The floor just needed a hug.