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.

Thursday, December 28, 2023

House 10 karaoke

There's a new kid on the block – Von Krahl is dead,
long live House10. There's private rooms to rent and you can sing as loud & proud as you want. 

Not a single sore throat will come between 
Zara Larsson's Lush Life and me. 

Laulurahvas! EESTI! EESTI!

Last supper before karaoke:


Snacks and tracks:


The first room was called Circus.
Wilma felt like home:


We didn't even have time to take our jackets off,
when Ian was already onstage willkommening us:


Liis Lemsalu serves us well:


The ultimate manager was tired of being behind the scenes.
She became the #1 star:


Houdini & *poof* it's gone: 


The carpets so clean, the mind so dirty:


One up the bum, no harm done:


He is out of fucks to give:


It's our renaissance: 


And just like that the microphones run out of batteries.
No worries, the manager got us a VIP room to continue in:


She usually kills paparazzis:


Too heavy for one hand:


A big round of applause for Krissu,
who took over my camera:


The VIP room was very mossy:


The pussy cat claws:

Clap like a queen:


Adele? Beyonce? Estelle? Ines?
They all are there:


Karaoke is a true sport,
one must rest a little in between:


Work bitch!


In here we're superstars:


The hand is gracious: 


The most beautiful sink we've ever seen,
so we covered it up:


The only customers in the House10:


3h of sipping Martinis:


Thank you Ian for getting us together twice a year:

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