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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Sunday, August 12, 2018

Karl 70

There is a reason why most of my blogposts about Karl's birthday are under password. He, one of my dearest friends, is just the best kept secret that I simply do not want to share. 

The reckless late-night journeys and risky drinking habits we have shared – let's just say that we do got some swagger. All the show aside, he is most genuine, caring and utterly sweet human being there is. 

The regularity of our meet-ups are reducing year by year, 
however our love stays the same:

"Today we are charming, witty and elegant" they said:

"Erase the last sentence and let's B-R-A-V-U-H-U-H-H-U-U-R!"

His charm is contagious and there's no vaccine to prevent it:

That moment when I, yet again, forgot my husbands name for two weeks:

First time ever she had the famous Karl's birthday pasta salad
and she liked it:


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