I'm Wilma. Girl. No dragon tattoo. I love theatre, history, music that makes me orgasm and taking pictures. I split myself between two places (Stockholm-Tallinn), 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:

Saturday, October 16, 2010

News from England

Vilja is here and we just moved into our new home:


This is my bathroom. We don't have no bed so we're sleeping in the bath:




Desperate Housewives:



Then came Vilja from Sweden and I pimped her up with my clothes from Estonia and she is standing at my doorway in England:



Most of our time we're window shopping with Vilja. A day in Maidstone was rather lovely and we had loads of fun.


Of course we weren't strong enough to avoid Topshop dressing room.
This screams for "Let's get married in this one"



Layer me up baby:



This one screams for: "Let's go to theatre or just out"



This is Topshop but yet so Chloé:


We are sweet enough, but candy car we like:


We are the Queens of making pictures at dressing rooms.
This girl and H&M are from Sweden:



Act like you're rich:



Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the greatest of them all?:



Best ways to have fun.
1.Put on a dress that you can't afford:



2.Feel fabulous while wearing it:



3.Make tonnes of picture (and try to avoid security pins):



Circus is on a world tour:



Scissor sisters:




Britterfly and Me:




Laundry day - you wear it, you wash it:




This is the house were I live in:



Vilja is breathing the royal air and wondering what the Queen is doing right now:



The busy streets of Maidstone and I'm on my way to the train station. Happy and cheerful, because I just bought a pillow. Housewife like I am.



I'm thinking about my doorbell. When you gonna ring it?

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A sweet memory

Usually my posts are much brighter, but this time it differs a bit. Few minutes ago I got bad news from home. My dear Grandmother (great-grandmother) has gone to Nangijala.
Some of you have had the opportunity to taste her glamorous fried potatoes and drink glass of Tõmmu with her. Her favourite song was "There's a starnger in my life. I know-I know (pronounced as Aino)". She had witnessed the World War II and told endless stories about it, that's where my love for history came. Dear Granny, those 91 points from history exam are dedicated to you. She was the one who told me that nothing is impossible and that Kontsatin Päts was a total hunky. I salute her, my great-grandmother and a great woman.





There's no grandmother without delicious homemade jam. Behind us is the glorious garden with all the fruits and berries. No, I haven't had this haircut all my life and no, my grandmother's hair wasn't naturally curly. I had to sit hours at the hairdresser, but I didn't mind: got one "Miki Hiir" comic every time:



The women who taught me to read:



"A great woman always has red lips" she said and also she painted her eyebrows black with coal.



I'm in England and I sent her a postcard, hope she got it. Her favourite soap opera was "Home and Away". She is always in my heart at home and in England:




She had no natural teeth left, so when she brushed her teeth she took them all out. Then I begged that she'd say something and we had a good laugh:




Pure heart from 1921:




Hopefully this didn't make you sad, because I tried to make it as happy as I could. It's a sweet memory. Surely I'm going to miss her, but it sounds like a cliché, but I think that she is looking after me now. This is my way of saying goodbye.

From me to you with love. Keep an eye on me, this England can get tough.


Friday, October 8, 2010

Friday fun

Soon moving into our new apartment and Vilja is coming next week.
Happy.




The bottom feels so much better than the top:



Window shopping - taking a look but I never buy:



Mister is playing BINGO and trying to win:



I like my tea and my milk shot.



Another drink and I'm ready for action:



Computer games were boring, we came out instead:



How far can you see? Fog alert.



Rotate camera. Rotate me.:



My home town Rochester:




Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall:




Our future is so bright that is burns my eyes:



Thursday, October 7, 2010

Skywalker

Star Wars in UK



Just now in a galaxy far far away there lives a junkie:



Actually things are not that bad. Princess Wilma races home with her starship to put yummie in her tummie:



Princess Wilma's girlfriends are on different planets, so she has to spend time with the Rebel Alliance till further notice:



No life forms were on board. This starship is safe:



You must learn the ways of the Force if you want to run up that hill and sit on that bench:



Listening new hip song that Obi-Wan reccommended:



The Battle Base and Double Decker starship (lost one deck in war)



Rust in peace my dear umbrella. Cosmic rainy days kill:



Mr. English Weather made my day a living hell. But Jedi Force is a magical thing - it sensed that I had a rough day and Darth Vader sent me a cupcake:



...I didn't believe it...:



....and nüüd küll kukušin.:


may the Force be with you.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Just to say "I'm alive"

Some days are better than others.



Yesterday we had two-weeks-in-England anniversary:



Format C and Alzheimer are the best ways to erase personal data.
Uni. of Kent is the best way to get it back.



This predator is on a hunt (for jobs and apartments):




This cake is right. We found something especially for us...:




...we just have to get through these Golden Gates...:



...and we're home!:


Sweeter than heaven and harder than hell.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Cheap and Cheerful

I've got the power. I'm the Power ranger. I use Powerpoint.



When I moved here I was even ready to work at McDonald's.
Now after they offered me a job at Kiss Kiss Heart my biggest
wish is to get that place:




Phonebooth extra: Call someone, say you love them and hang up.
Ps. I have Skype now:



Now today's special. Went out to meet a realtor, but I got stood up. No biggie. Went to Iceland and bought groceries and a brand new absolutely fabulous British Vogue.
its price in Estonia = Vogue + delivery fee to Estonia + monkey business
its price in UK = pure Vogue and no funny stuff + £4:




This is how I stood in the front of the Gillingham railways station.
Timetable is my best friend but money is my worst enemy.
No London for me:



Know your lines and wear a costume and act like you're in a big city.
Ignore those wankers, who shout something nasty when you walk by.
I make quite a fuzz in this little town:



This autumn must-haves: a pair of legs and a plastic bag.
Actually I hate this plastic bad policy here:
Today's offer - buy 5 items get 5 plastic bags for FREE!




This body wants something else than instant noodles.
Send me food, please:



Homeless and unemployed, but still happy.
(Yes, maybe I should consider getting a job at one pub. Am I strong enough
to serve those uncontrollable British bachelors?)




May the force be with you.