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

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Thursday, February 28, 2013

Update together with rugby and anthems.

So, well I can finally return to my Stockholm life. The first steps here were quite depressing, because of the lack of sunlight and tonnes of snow. Ordinarily I would not whine about these things, but I guess England switched me to spring mode. 

Surprisingly I have classes to attend now and I stop by at uni almost three times a week. That's, like, a lot! The Image of Viking Age and Swedish History of Ideas -  the latter actually goes together with my curriculum. 

Also I am planning to go to Estonian after my seven month absence. My other half is playing at Tallinn Music Week, which gave me the reason to return to my sweet loveable Eastern Europe. I am looking forward to the ending of March.

Maybe you have recollections of running shoes, that I got for Valentines day? Basically they are serving me well, I picked up sports after three years or something. My scary Finnish neighbour took me to play Badminton and now all my muscles hurt like a bitch. Keeping up the good work
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I did not only move myself like a normal human-being, but I have started to enjoy watching sports with my friends at a cosy little Irish pub. I will show you, how I sat together with two Englishmen and like twenty Frenchmen in a same room, while Eng- Fra rugby game was on. 
tl:dr - High as a kite. My emotions right now:

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Londiste

Taking the bus early in the morning and arriving to London six hours after that - bliss. I saw Manchester, Birmingham, Coventry and also got a massive pain in my spine.
Let alone the headache I got from London, which received me with open arms. Look at me, how whiny I am today.
The relationship with me and London is complicated, always will be. The year, when I got the taste of it, makes me look differently at it. If there would be no massive night life and that special person living in Dalston, it would not get excited at all. Although the thrill that I get as a historian is rather fun. 

The usual looking at remoteness and thinking about unicorns: 

As Ella lives almost around the corner from Brick Lane, then it was hard to avoid:


Never say never, maybe in the future:

Ghetto Circus:

Oh, well. I found my number randomly at Brick Lane:


London is a jungle, wild wild jungle:

We just walked to Liverpool street from Dalston:


Shining ass:

Cолёный огурец:


I could just ride on a bus the whole day long. The joy of retired people:

Päkapikk peidus - LOL at Shard:


Domes remind me of boobs, that is why I always take pictures of them:

We wanted to be intellectual and everything, so the easy way out was the Modern Tate. 
I am not sure if exhibition of John Heartfield's work has always been there and I have just missed it??
Luckily now I saw it and am very pleased:

You need sunglasses at night. First world problems:

Hipster warning:


My one and only Ella, she writes somewhatslightlydazed.co.uk/ and is just genuinely nice person with kinky habits. After my Mister left for home, we stayed up like until 4am, when it was time for me to head to the airport. Girl talk all the way. It was worth staying up like 36 hours in a row: 


Imma bird, imma plane:

Cotton sugar:

Probably above Denmark:

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

The family with two cats

Last day in Liverpool comes now and then we can put aside the town for a little while (but not for too long)

"Mama, noooo! Come bak, plz do not leef me!":


Grown ups left the building to explore little bit of town once again.
A religious giant:

He lost his eyes after peeking:

When London has an eye, we must have an eye:

Grandfather, this is only for you:

"Harrrr!":

My worst nightmare is to wake on one of those:

Liverbirds at quater after two:

Dome (I am really creative today with the picture headers):

Pedobear's office:

To the left, to the left:

Erik works at M&S and after working hours, he takes home bunch of flowers that are usually just thrown away. 
His girlfriend is the luckiest female on this planet! Also his cats are blessed, because they also get vase full of flowers next to their kitty food:

Paprica died and is going to heaven:

Sometimes I still dream about this meal, because it was delicious and cheap in the same time. Not something you could have in Stockholm:

"YOO CANS HUG ME, BUT I WILL BITE YOUS. THAT AR LUV":


Sunday, February 24, 2013

Liverpool and Chester

I have two post more to come about Liverpool and London, before I can go on with my Stockholm life. Since I am actually back in this cold, snowy, yet clean place.
Here I will sum up my day in Chester and you will also see little bit of Liverpool.

I dressed myself rather untraditionally, as I covered myself completely up. The ethnic clothing there is tube top, so your tits and vadšei-dšei are almost covered, no tights whatsoever and heels that take you onto levels, there Felix Baumgartner has been.

Liverpool Town Hall:

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Coco choco sugar loops - The Wig Gig

On Friday we were at home to make a decent Estonian feast, which consisted of potato salad and spinach rolls. Yes, we went big, because we had something mind-blowing to celebrate, but I do not want to rush the news for now. 
Also in the end of the day we went little crazy with Laura's wig. You cannot even believe how much excitement it brought, the picture below is a little spoiler alert:

"Hey, Sugar Loops" - "Hey Coco Choco":

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Johhaidii = The second day in Liverpool

The next day was a little more laid-back. We walked around the city and did tourist shit, as you do.

E and L have a special fireplace that probably does not work, but is excellent for placing pictures. 
We were there too, not sure if they change the picture every time new guests are around or they really love us...:

Great success is to be an adult and eat cookies for breakfast:

Lamp is a lamp:

After that we went out to walk around the city. 
"Come at me bro" and "Bring it on":


Massive tunes and wicked income:

Never-ending pattern of England:

Big house, don't remember what it was though:

A dress made out of human hair, little bit too kinky:

Endless pattern of Liverpool:

"Holding my head up, holding it up" - see what I did here?:


Of course, The Beatles, because my grandfather insisted that I should make some pictures. He saw Beatles in Stockholm 1963:

Lauras shine out, but boys are not far behind:

90's bar makes us fierce:


Those lips are made for being perfect:


Look what shoes I am wearing. Those were my Mister's Valentine's day gift for me. A clear hint...: