How on earth is my 12 year-old Ian now 30?! During the school years the age gap was enormous, but just like that, we are together in our dirty thirties.
And we lovin' it.
From biting drunks to Russian spies –
let's keep the Ian's Festival tradition alive.
A little self-portrait while waiting others at Haapsalu High Street:
Kuursaal because we have levelled up from Pizza Grande:
God bless my 9 self-timer pictures:
And god bless Ian for curating every single one of them
by saying "Cute", "Reading a book", "Kawaii":
Look at this fucking romance at Viik:
This cute yellow house has given me the most fabulous mirror selfies:
The bitches are wet:
In our thirties and finally starting to appreciate our bodies:
The Old Man & Puppies –
the new band in town:
A cue-card with a question "Which of your ex-partners hurt you the most"
is a true conversation starter:
They are not just queens.
They are THE queens.
That's "Your majesty" to you:
Two blossoms in a flower bed:
The bold & the beautiful:
An unlikely friendship and we're not about to stop:
Unconditional love:
Ian brings people together:
The light was perfect and we were gorgeous:
Haapsalu – Hamptons of Estonia:
He's a superstar –
keep shimmering, keep sparkling:
Batman & Robin:
Nice smile, great butt:
Why the dress so well?
All the time in the closet paid off:
The scandal:
Now back to Tallinn.
Walk into Fotografiska, take pictures,
leave without elaborating:
The power of S:
ETK & the gang:
The commoners also want to attend the royal party:
The sons & the holy mother:
Wilma, Fred & Pebbles:
The Ianyoncé:
Klassipilt 25 EEK:
So I made a presentation,
power by the archive I have:
Never complain, never explain:
If the sky would fall,
I survive it all,
because of YOU:
The game "What would Ian do":
And my team won – bra-vuh-uh-huuuuur:
The Armenian roots mean that Ian likes sparkles, smoke & flames –
just like Armenian Eurovision entry (every year):
Kringel 4ever:
Partners in crime:
The support group:
Of course, the first karaoke song is always from a musical.
Life is a cabaret:
SING YOU LUNGS OUT:
Wind machine – something that pimps up the dull daily life:
Natasha Bedingfield – Unwritten:
The Cunts & the Gays:
It was so warm, no air, one microphone was broken,
but we still had the time of our lives:
Happy birthday, my dear Ian.
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