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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Tuesday, January 30, 2018

All you need is Berlin

Previously I have had rather enjoyable one even three-night stands with Berlin, so taking Fred there and forming a threesome was a must. Thanks to a brief school holiday I was in need of escaping the daily routine just for a second – the idea was sponsored by ridiculously cheap Easyjet tickets. Paula borrowed her home and Ella flew in from London. I love when plan comes together!

In that sense meeting up with Ella was like a band reunion, since the one and only song I have written was together with her. Nevermind the Drunk Girls (that's our band name, not our condition):

The house was decorated for our arrival:

Without good food we do not function:

Bitches like waffles:

It's greener on the other side is a scientific fact:

I might be a grown-up, but bubbles still make the world go round:

Selfie in the front of Bradenburger Tor and feminist rally, both are symbols of fighting.
Make love, not war:

In case you were lost:

Haven't had a snack for like four minutes, weakness got the best of me.
Needed to hold myself up:


Since it was Fred's first time in Berlin, then we embraced the tourists inside us.
Here is Checkpoint Charlie and other landmarks that USA has given us:

Beer before reasonable hour tastes so much better: 

It's alright, it's okay,
we are not gonna pump your gas today:

Mistakes were made while I got married.
This is how I should have done it:

This is Fred overly excited and extremely happy:

Most of the time we ate,
because in food we trust:

It seems like I have done drugs and chilled at Berghain.
However, I was at club Bed, feat. DJ Pillow and MC Blanky:

I like to look at nice things:

I like to try on nice things:

I like to buy nice things 
(I am not the most complex person):

Although Paula was in London, she was with us in spirit and made us feel like home:

Limonade, jaaa, zuuuupppaaahhh!

Could I get a more interesting and cheaper hobby?
This story is ridiculous:

"Hello beautiful" and I was sold:

"CAN YOU COME OUT TO PLAY?" she yelled:

He rollin',
they hatin':

I felt balanced and super zen again:

Only 25637 record stores left to discover:

We are too cute for street credibility: 

Sunday, January 14, 2018

Totsid pärast jõule / Lasses after holiday

Fred and some other boyfriends went on a snowboarding trip to Austria and at the same time the Executive Board had their annual meeting. We analysed. We evaluated. We exchanged knowledge, like how condoms are made. We set new year's goals, to try Cuddle Sundays aka not coming out of bed before noon and doing some hokey pokey.

Basically girl's just want to have funDAMENTAL rights:

Austria is so far away, ain't nobody got time for that:

It was super lovely to get rid of Fred for some time. We have had our fair share of long-distance relationship, however, the last 8 months we have had overly attached closeness. No separate travels. No separate time. I love him to bits, but being apart is the best spice there is.

Sunday, January 07, 2018

New Year's Eve with Italian Mafia

Life's too short to wear modest clothes on New Year's eve! 
That's why we decided to call out our inner Italian mafioso and 
welcome 2018 with little guns and glamour.
Felice anno nuovo!

First the famiglia went to Maxima to buy some sparkles,
although we were sparkling enough:

My husband and I
+ suspicious security guard following us:

Finally we arrived to Romantico house,
bye bye 2017!:

That moment when you realise that there's a lot of vegetarians around,
so all the meat is yours:

For Notte Romantica we put our family feud aside and
enjoyed a peaceful meal together:

It was like Noah's Arc, because no one was single (how did this happen?).
Therefore we all told a story how we met our private kind of happiness, 
some interesting details unraveled:

There were three couples around the table who got married in 2017.
Erik got a bit worried (step up your game, honey!):

Talking about 2018 horoscope,
will shit hit the fan or not?:

He got her back:

I looked into his eyes and though "Wow, he is perfetto!"

The mister had the smallest gun I have ever seen,
however his girlfriends was a banger:

You mess with uncle Vinnie,
you mess with us!:

Mi piacciono gli unicorni!:

You take a teaspoon of Russian and mix it with a cup of Italian:

When a moon hits the sky,
like a big pizza pie,
that's amore!

"Let there be sexy, passionate, irresistible, crazy women that take no shit!"
and God created Italian women:

teeme tantzuliigutuzi:

There's and old Italian saying
"You fuck up once, you lose two teeth":

Roses are red and violets are blue,
Mafia is here and we will come for you:

Italians got Jon Snow's back in the next battle:

Must check if hearts are still beating:

"Girl, you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen!":

A wild lasagne appeared:

Remember to take your vitamins and say your prayers:

L'amore è nell'aria:

Sweating like hell,
but still would not take the fur coat off:

Who needs soap operas?
One Italian family gathering and you're set enough drama to last a lifetime:

And then Erik and Ott kissed:

BYE-BYE 2017!

Mister Doggo appeared:

Success, I did not have a price-sign on the sole:

We were outside the city, therefore we had our own foreworks
which turned out to be bigger and more spectacular than expected:

Welcome 2018!

Sparkles and kisses:

Fred almost caught on fire:

Dogs fear it,
peeps love it:

He does not need to make New Year's resolutions,
since he is already bloody awesome:

Trust me, when I woke up that morning
I had no plans to be that sexy:

Let's repeat last year's mistakes:

If my boyfriend ever cheated on me,
I will suspect him on my right the most:

"I got love scratches on my back!"
"Buon lavoro!"

Cheers to blurry nights:

We like to show up fashionably drunk:

"Olen metsamees!"

Good company, delicious food, perfect New Yer's Eve:

Un grande grazie!