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.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Voldemar 27

Well, long time ago (Eesti krooni ajal, noh) I really really wanted to be an actor. I mean from 5th grade on I was sure I'm going to Lavakas and my relatives were prepared to have a starving artist in the family. The time came and I even got to Lavaka second round, but was rejected. Funny thing was that I wasn't that sad, I mean I was in love and just graduated from high school...life was good. I made new plans and goals, it has gone really nicely.
However years later my friends got in, which made me root for them. I used loved being on stage, now I am professional audience material. Finally the 4 year bootcamp is over and my friends are all grown up. Lavakas 27 graduated! Hõissa!

I'm like a proud mama (I did cry a little at the ceremony):

Toomklubi nunnad,
we are tight, those two are the tightest:

"Be strong and conquer the Estonian theatres,
so I could come to your Tähelaev to talk about your embarrassing stories on TV."

This lamp you can't buy at IKEA:

The kickass family 
(I'm proud that some K's course-mates thought I was his sister, 
so for a second I also belonged to the family):

K told me before Lavakas that "Please hit me if I start talking some artsy gibberish while looking at the clouds...or when I find a girl there." Ok, I didn't hit him of course, because Viking Loto jackpot!

The Sopranos.
The families unite:

Bloody hell, I even put really high heels on for this event
and I still only reach his bellybutton: 

The bootcamp is over,
back to the daylight:

Some flowers were given,
some hugs were received:

The teacher and the student:

So much happiness was around us, that even Chinese tourists stopped to take pictures:

"Remember that night in Tartu...":


That girl is golden and deserves kisses
 (Also she is my personal hairdresser and no one has never made me feel so beautiful. Thank you E!)



*I was a bit starstruck to say the least*


Keep on keeping on/ Läbi sita tähtede poole.

While living abroad I have come to realise how kick ass Estonian theatre really is. I mean truly madly deeply, wow! I miss it so so so much. SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY!
And of course I miss my friends, to the moon and back.

Sunday, June 26, 2016


Nevermind that some kids, who weren't even born the year I started university, graduated before I did. Well, don't rain on my parade, because I HAVE A BACHELOR DEGREE! Last Monday I arrived to Tallinn and stepped straight into my graduation party. Let me just say that the proximity between the harbour and university main building is perfect: I had just enough time to change clothes in the toilet, glamorous. 
Jesssss, mi is smard:

The whole achievement was almost a secret or at least low key. Not a lot of people knew about it, however as I was walking down the stairs with my diploma, a special someone with flowers and hugs was waiting. She is an unicorn among donkeys.
*wipes a happy tear*:


I'm a big girl, but drinking lemonade with my daddy on a sunny day is the best:

BA in history + Swedish language and culture
(don't roll your eyes, I love both of the subjects dearly, but no one believes me)

On that day I felt really pretty,
the 12h beauty sleep on the ferry truly paid off:

Closed my eyes, because my future is so bright:

Later in the evening my 'kära och nära' people paid a visit. As I sit alone in my Stockholm apartment while writing this, my heart melts away when thinking back to that evening. Best cocktail = Estonian summer + closest friends, just shake it a bit, drink it up and do
ossi kükk:

From left to right:
 1. The girl who is truly my best friend *sings Golden Girls theme*
2. The baby daddy
3. Brother form another mother, keeps rules away but wisdom in. 
4. The guy you call 3AM when in trouble, although probably you are sitting together in the same police car so there is no need to call.
5. Brother from the same mother, the bloody smart/almost doctor who makes you work harder (basically looks like me only with facial hair):

It felt like my birthday with flowers and gifts, THANK YOU!
Btw I got a new lens for my camera, so upgrade in life aaand in pictures:

I am an independent woman, however I have this awesome balancing force named Fred besides me.
Our collection of graduation pictures is growing and growing (left our high school bye bye and on right his bachelor). Love you!

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Moving day

Yes, we finally moved away from the land of Far-Far Away. Goodbye hippie commune and hello normal cute apartment.

Last Slavic squat before we left our last house. 
We packed our rented car according to the textbook "Ignore all safety procedures and fit as much as possible in that small car":

The weather is nice and days are long,
but Sancho still prefers the indoors:

Having first guests over at our apartment,
we didn't have any dishes so, as you see, we drank cocktails from the measuring cups.

Two brothers framing two pair of dynamic duos:

Time after time I need Estonians to take a vodka shot with:

Kick ass crew:

Moving has made me so much happier, 
even though the future is unsure and I am a bit sicky right now. 

Tuesday, June 07, 2016

The starfish on Stockholm rooftops

Like said in the last post I became older, now I would like to add that since last week also a bit wiser. But we will go back to that when it is time...
Despite everything I am still like a school-kid, as 'my year' is from September to May, which means we have lived in Stockholm one year. Cheers to that!

Sleepy lady all in black steps across Medborgarplatsen and sips homemade smoothie.
She is a bit grumpy, but full of vitamins: 

The birthday became a birthweek.
A late lunch at grandfather's place with more sugar than should be allowed:

"Glitter?" you ask.
Just a rough day at work, you should have seen the others:

A lot of Swedes drink Cava at parties. First I was like "??", then I saw the price of one bottle (0,75 l)
and was like "Gimme! Gimme!". 
Rooftops, sunsets and Cava make me flirty:

On our way to Lappis (huuuge student housing) party,
the old man behind us is like "Lappis party? Tonight? Hell, yes!"

You know you're in Lappis when...:

Last week I spent 48 hours in Tallinn, 
the only proof I have:

At work we don't starve, we are well taken care of.
"Hmm, decisions-decisions-decisions."

"All the honeys,
makin' money,
throw ya hands up at me!"

My Fred had a last day at uni (first year of masters done)
and we took Günter's hotdogs to celebrate. The most romantic way to spend time together:

My birthday gift is waiting for me.

In two weeks I'll spend few days in Estonia again. Wippii!