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:

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

9.beeeeeeeeeee


Tärtü was far behind and now was time to return. Silent and alone seemed the wrong way to go, so I invited former classmates and neighbour-girls over.



As you see the disco is unpleasing, because Spider Solitaire is full of satisfactory:



If you take a picture, I will show you how this hat works like a deadly frisbee:



Find a piece of South Park in the picture:




Fashion slaves see this fabulous shirt:



Spider solitaire ended with a win. Now let's carry on with snake:




Kamasutra Ikebana Origami:




Here you can see difference between a student and a high school graduate. One is polite and boring and other one is too wild to even function:




Cheetos, have it your way:




Have some more!:



VH1 and MTV is the ultimate WHAT DA SHIT!



She lost Snake, but still happy:




This is how you watch Michael Jackson's videos:




Temo and 2 x Triin:




I see hearts bloody everywhere:





Video killed the radio star:



Good night Europe!

Monday, January 31, 2011

Theatre people Voodoo people

Do you know what sounds truly amazing? Eesti keel. Pole ilusamat, pole ropumat. Tartu nõuab korralikku sõnavara, kuigi sõnad, need lendavad metsade taha.




Olgem ausad see kõik oli puhta primitiivne, aga ühtlasi ka ülim kokkuhoid. Hommikul alustad ja õhtul ei lõpeta:




Korralik Karlova puitmaja. Kemmerg koridori lõpus. Plita. Kitarr. Teatriinimesed.
NII ILUS, minu hipilaager!:



Aga kassss ssssa tead, kessss ssssul külassss on käinud?:



Kinnise suuga laulupidu:



Ilmselgelt, kes seda imepillid pole omanud, pole ka elanud:



Kes tahab juua viina? Süüa peale kodus valmistatud seene kompotti? Hammustada peale sibulat? Why NOT?? Parim sakuska eile, täna ja ülehomme: pirni kompott piparmündi siirupis. JAAA! JAAA! JAA!




Püüdetult ulbib laia jõe laisal voolul roheline konn ja nii on:



Kaine peaga Shakespeare ei mängi:




Korralik inimene ei huvita kedagi, tema ei ärata hirmu ega armu. Karli see lause ei puuduta:



Ooo kuu. Ooo tähed. Ooo püha pits:



Perenaise kõri on põhjatu!:



Oo, õnnis hetk, sa viibi veel.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Tärtü

Do you have that special someone? A person who will be your bridesmaid if you finally manage to get married. A person who is first in line to know when something big, small, interesting, not that interesting, sad or happy happens in your life. A person with who you share the same heartbeat. A person who understands the quality of "Absolutely fabulous" and "Golden Girls".
I do have that special someone. I had not seen him for ages. He was the one at airport who sent me away with tears.
He is tall. He is skinny. His favourite women are Patsy, Meryl Streep, Anne Veski and Kristel:




Years ago one silly decision was made - this handsome gentleman moved to Tartu and became a chemist. Celebrate good times, come on!:



A ja tebjaa ljuubljuu:




AMAZING, SUPERB, MARVELLOUS, HUGE Ikea lamp:




Look at us! Remember us! We are the next big thing in theatre world:




If you care about your looks then, please, do not drink:



Like you see, newly wed pictures are SO this week:




"What the shit!"



Me and my colleagues. SHIT FUCK!:




Money can buy you happiness:




Even in Estonia I must eat beats (I MISS LONDON!):




On Tuesday this loveable boy is moving to London:


Never-ending nights and miserable mornings. Welcome to Tärtü.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Estononja

I hate that my home is known best
for one shipwreck,
not as famous as Titanic,
But still quite tragic.
My home is not a sinking boat.
We have our problems but we'll cope.
Don't ask me please.
"Your home, where it is?"
So I will give you a little tour
not real adventure, but a little drive-through.
My people have self-absorbed and taciturn manners,
but they are excellent party planners.
They are used to with extremes
like temperature minus 25 degrees.
My home is flat,
the highest peak is that old man's hat.
But life is like elsewhere in Europe.
Oh, you got me there, we got no Topshop.
To drive one end to the other it takes one day,
the booze is cheap, hooray, hooray!
We got a president, but no king.
We're called the singing nation, cos we like to sing.
Sometimes we get together at song festivals,
where we can meet all our million pals.
My home is small, but language differs a bit,
Those who live in the south, I don't understand them a shite.
Come and visit us, everybody has free entry
At my home there doesn't fly fairies and elves.
Those who don't believe , has to come to see themselves.


Yes, I am in Estonia. Viive 46!


First and last decent picture:



Stare him down:



"Tule TAEVAS appi":



Let's have a little drinky before we go-go:



There is always someone who is drinking in the corner:



Levikas a.k.a. Kosmos:



Even photoshop can not do miracles:



Sakker, matter fakker, piinat batter:



Hands up who is meaning to visit their granny tomorrow:


Newly wed:



Start:



Finish:



IMMA chill:



Torres is lovely. Liverpool is SUPERB! Chelsea = wankers:



PÄEV!



Tartu.
Happy B-day LAURA! I salute you.