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, December 30, 2012

I'm still, I'm still an animal

As I am enjoying a massive hangover today, I thought it would be nice to look back on something warm and lovely, like Christmas and reptiles. Yes, yes, I'm the freak, who gets pleasure out of going to terrariums and looking at those slimy little (some are not that little) sausages. This Christmas we went to Skansen, an open-air museum with a mini zoo. Very nice childhood memories and an interesting way to spend your Christmas.

Look, mama. An old house and me:

iPhone 6 outdoor edition with Siri:

Old-school mobile :

I want to lick it:

I don't want to lick that:

Typical Swedish souvenir - expensive as hell:


Yes, you probably get the picture by now where I live:

The original Monki:

Am I the only one who remembers one Estonian pop band from the '90s?: 

"You cannot see me, man":

Hangover lizard - I can relate today:

After Christmas feast you just want to sleep under your stone:

Necklace winter 2012:

The turtle does not give a single fuck:

It wanted to eat me:

Me and the tree and he and the tree. And and and.:

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

We look dangerous

Good old annual Jesus birthday, which means dressing up and eating until you explode. This year we stayed in Sweden and had a little holiday with just us two. Our families sent us goods from Estonia and we enjoyed them fully. 
We are probably alone in this house, because normal people flew home for Christmas.

The bitch is always better looking with a new dress on:

Our primitive Christmas tree, but the size does not matter.
Also we decorated it as true Swedes with stuff from IKEA:

We took a little walk around Lidingö, as my Mister really missed forest (UK problems). I was not that impressed as my toes were falling off:

Smells like home now:

Wine and shot glasses for enjoying alcohol. Loads of tea to calm me down, to warm me up and to clean my body temple. Massive cup for the drinking game Kings. Floral flask for sneaking in alcohol to parties.
My precious: 

The posh neighbourhood, where two families own the house seen in this picture. One has three floors and the other one has only two, I feel bad for the latter:

Maybe it's hard to get your hands on alcohol here in Sweden, but when you do, it's marvellous:

We took off our pyjamas and changed for something lovely just for Christmas:

Friday, December 21, 2012

The World ended again

It is truly hard to get on the blog-train again. A lot of changes have happened in the meantime - I have a job and my Mister arrived to Stockholm. Lonely and poor days are over, therefore I have no reason whatsoever to complain. Right now the Lidingö palace is intimidatingly empty, because unlike us, all my neighbours have returned to their homelands for Christmas. We are staying. We are happy. We are together. Cloying? Yes.

Summing up last two weeks.

Last Friday, nothing special just us warming up before heading to the town:

Finally,  about time:

We have our routine - we play the Kings and in the end we are happy:

Looks, like I am pregnant (no-no-no though):


Now last Saturday when we had a massive dinner with good traditional food:

Games - we like them:

My new children - watching TV and promoting SEB:

Yesterday the World's End Party. What a surprise, the world did not end:

"I not late, I stay on Hawaiian time":

Little Boogie Monster:

Monday, December 10, 2012

Christmas wishes a.k.a. utopia

 I have all the time in the world right now and my female side took advantage of that. As a result, I have put together my utopian Christmas list, in the hope that maybe someone out there wants to buy the things for me. No?

 1.Agent Provocateur   2.Carven   3.Chloe   4.Chloe:

1.Monki    2.Jil Sander   3.The Rodebjer   4.Chloe: 

1.Dolce & Gabbana   2.Camilla and Marc   3.Boy. by Band of Outsiders   4.Chloe:

1.Monki   2.See by Chloe   3.Carven   4.Topshop:

1.Victoria Beckham   2.Kenzo   3.Preen  4.Stella McCartney:


  1.Monki   2.JOIK  3.Alohafromdeer   4.Kenan Dogulu

Karolin Kuusik:

+ endless amount of vinyls. + endless amount of love.
Merry Christmas. God jul.  Häid jõule.

Sunday, December 09, 2012

Icelandic birthday

 On Thursday our Icelandic Anna had a birthday and the celebrations continued until Saturday early morning. In the meanwhile I even managed to take my exam on Friday. Favourable outcome and shitloads of fun.

 On Friday I got my inspiration from Caine's arcade and sat in a cardboard box the whole night through:

The evening began with board games, which tested our reaction time. Quite violent:

Keep focus on the stick at all times:

The circle:

The laugh:

The tower:

The best shot-glasses come from Estonia:

Then the brilliant master-plan came into being. The 100 minute game, 
which means 100 minutes, 2 liters of beer and a bladder explosion:

The ultimate art form:

100 minutes later people were in pain and ran to the toilet, 
when the game stopped. Some were rather drunk:

"Is this game real? Are you guys serious?"

Two days we listened only to Icelandic music.