Sepp

A great friend is something that we stumble upon. For instance, my dear Reggie and I - don't know how it happened, but I am bloody happy it happened. Our friendship is rather short - a year or so and half of it we haven't seen each other. The thing is Regina packed her bags in August and flew away to Amsterdam. One, two...six months, SIX months we haven't seen - with the exception of fabulous Skype. Waaaaaait for it. Waaaaaaait for it - tomorrow she is coming to LONDON! tuuuut.tuuuut. My Queen of Fashion in da house!

It amused me to find pictures I made for Reggie's birthday:

Oh gosh, she is old:

We can work hard but we know how to ease up:

Of course everyone's notion of what is glamorous differs. Except us - great minds think alike:

To wake up with a special urge for a new haircut at 7 o'clock on a boat to Stockholm is totally fine. Still, even if the lady at information desk refused to give us scissors, we managed to fill the room with sunshine:

It is fun until we realise that we are crabbing the same item while shopping. No mercy!:

We make sense - that's why we have matching hats:

Reggie is responsible for me to end up with my mister. I adore that they are equally good friends and I don't have to entertain all the time, those clowns can do the work:

...wake up and once again:

Ladder? I just have nothing to say. Be open minded but not so that brains falls out:

We dance like nobody's watching. Carnival Latino!

Dynamic trio:

Skype is fine. Tomorrow is better:

Our fashion obsession is hardcore:

Drink up baby, look at the stars.

Maybe we'll meet again between the bars:

To the moon and back:

Last time I saw Reggie. 20.august at Tallinn airport:

We will outshine the London fashion week.

xxx

Boiler room #44 Young Turks Valentine's day Takeover

Story about real romance on Valentine's day - a trip to London, a date with Modern Tate and a gift from Boiler Room.

Winter clothes out and spring clothes in:

Nails like cotton candy - to nom or not to nom:

Seriously I could own a apartment in that house and cycle my way home:

Where am I? How this happened? What do you meeeaaan?:

I came from the east side. This is the west side, yo!:

Carving this takes a great deal of time:

A view over London from the South bank:

At 10.22 pm comes tide and takes it with:

The old vs the new:

Took my yoke-fellow to an art museum, Tate Modern. He was like "What da shiiiiit?!":

Robin Hood art:

One is hanging himself, one is humping the tree and a dog just chillin'. You must be a true psycho or an artist to come up with this:

Danger. Danger. High Voltage. Adult xxx:

Oma peegelpilt on sulle paras:

Venus with a pile of rags - daily scene

Example of visitors style:

Photo mania:

This is no fire, this is explosion:

Tower bridge:

Let's shave off our eyebrows and draw new ones:

Screw you, this is bloody amazing:

On Valentine's day LOW trees became LOVE trees:

Party outfit:

Boiling, boiling, boiling in the Boiler Room:

See, it wasn't a lie:

Double trouble - bass that lifts you up so your feet will never touch the ground:

The most romantic way to spend your evening:

Jesse Ware and Sampha live!:

Even if you didn't know what I was talking about:

Close your eyes. Clear your head. Have fun:

Trying to find my keys:

Jamie XX! As the name suggests he is from the XX:

Too much too high:

The home is where I lay my head, even if it is Bakerloo line:

She is so indie, she saw a band by herself in an underground room and then killed them so she would be the only one who knew about them:

He's the ketchup to my fries. I do love ketchup a lot!:

This pictures gives me the creeps. Something psycho about it:

Finally took the train home. Goodbye London:

lebos dot jep pe ge:

In a few days my girlfriend Regina is coming to visit from Amsterdam. Uuuush.

Back in the Juuu Kei

Well, I am back in the royal air. Goodbye snow and hello green grass! Thank you all, I had loads of fun in Estonia but now I feel like hibernating the next few days, because last two weeks did not count as a vacation. It was true hardcore SPORT!

now a slight difference between the UK and Estonia

Estonia: Tallinn - Tartu train/museum:

The United Kingdom: London - Rochester train:

see ya!

Marathon is over, the finish is near

The thing is - I have three days left before I take my wings and fly back to the UK. Hallellujah! Praise the Lord! Let's speak in tongues - brololololololooo!

to do list before I go:

1. make PETA happy and walk my dog:

2.explore my wardrobe that is left here and dream about outfits that I do not have:

3.know exact amount of days, hours, minutes and seconds that you have left until you arrive to Rochester (I like it here, but home I need!):

4. self-respect is whatever it takes to get all shit into 20kilos:

peace and love (a great deal)