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. If you have any questions: hemafruu@gmail.com.

Monday, May 20, 2013

My eight year old can take better pictures than I can.

Today I was able to pretend that I was a soccer mom, since my little boy had his want-to-be-like-Zlatan training. Afterwards we were trying out his new birthday camera, but he really dug mine more.
He was surprisingly good at it.

Here you are, me-me-me-me and me.

The squirrel was pooping down from a tree:
Spring makes you go all starfish and everything:


Do not complain, enjoy that it is a fucking flower not tonnes of snow:


"What face should I make?" - "Is this OK?!"


Me and my buddy holding on:


Thinking of this :


Booger, booger, booger:

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