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.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

The God of tits and wine

 Finally I am so glad that I could easily use CAPS LOCK to describe my feelings. Bloody hell, it is so good to be back in Stockholm. Although I do miss my partners in crime from the Crazy International Students Era 2012 - 2013 (never forget!) Especially I miss them when I walk into a Lappis (massive student housing block) party. Just a flashback to the year 2013 when I only had a shitty camera that worked upside-down (click). 

I do feel the most powerful while waiting metro at 4AM.
That's when I truly embrace my roots and try to show my fellow Dutch and Australian how to do a slavic squat (the Australian is too zen for the squat):


I absolutely enjoy starting my Friday night with a proper LAN party.
Age of Empires, do you remember? 
The awkward moment when you play that game more than your boyfriend does...:


Like LAN party is not enough, a Game of Thrones board game was in order. 
I do not know how the characters in the Game of Thrones drink so much wine 
and still manage to function and win wars. 
We were intoxicated enough to think that we were Gods of Tits and Wine.
Chaos. Laughter. Tears.:


The intrigues and drama:


In Game of Thrones you either win...

...or lose. There no other way:


Hello, Lappis party.
Hello, hot people that make my glasses go foggy:


The guy who drank from the jam jar:


"Press Start" t-shirt covering a legend:


Sleeping Estonian and flying Dutchman:

Since drinking is borrowing happiness from the next day,
then the day after I did not have so much smiles to give:

Luckily Catalan dinner was the best cure for the massive hangover:

When I lived in Lidingö, we had a legendary 6th floor crew. Dance all night and laugh all day.
We all had different music taste, yet we manage to make a collaborative playlist with music that connects people. Still using it:

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