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:

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

It will never stop

Now I am finally sober and found some new pictures:


Woman who goes to sleep and returns to the party deserves a caress:


My Mister Circus Bear:


Booty call:


Lights went crazy:



The best picture from Triin and Tanel:


...and from Vilja and Arno:


Oliver crashed into chichas cute face picture:



Lova lova:



Passport pictures:



Tsau Mihkel:



Royal Circus and happy feet:


Batman and Clown:


The day after:


Löökrühm, only the strongest survived:


Now it's over.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Me and Reggie's birthday party

Yesterday was the day when Reggie landed in Tallinn and we held our birthday party Royal Circus.

Thank you, Ingmar Jõela for giving us the look-look:


Sorry, it turned more Sci-Fi and Star Trek, than Royal Circus:



Castle of Fashion meets Wilma Circus:



Fiiiiiishon:



We invited dearest friends and we had lovely decorations:



Melissa bought us a cake, so I could wish that vodka would never end (and it didn't):



How I lost my false eyelash virginity:



We even had o-nom-nom-nom besides liquid lunch:



Yes, they all brought me L.V! (and Savetskojes, and watermelons filled with vodka and Maximum Vodka SUMMER EDITION!!)


I put all my L.V-s on the shelf and Paula couldn't take her eyes off. BEAUTIFUL!:



Kalle came from Sweden, with gurkmajonäss, whoa!



This was the fanciest present. Alas I realized that the day after, because I saw only vodka and the purse (I gave it back to the owner) not the earrings and necklace. AMAZING, I salute you Gerda!


Next few pictures are just to check over: Was I there?






Ott likes to jump out from the bush with a camera:



Circus is here! And nasty socks too:



Fitsstsss and beautiful Marleen:



The master clowns arrived and gave us a bangup show:





Neighbour threatened to call the police. WHAT A GREAT PARTY!:



Norman tried to steal the nose:



Party with a capital P. We all are here.
Wow - wow- wii- wwoww, such a fabolous time I am having in Estonia!:




Chicas are tripping in the garden:


Red Next - means good party. Clown knows!




Oh, I love you all.


I now have more alcohol than I had before the party, weirrrrddd:

MORE PICTURES COMING UP! I just got sober and found some more.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

The Songfestival

Another Songfestival was held today and it was powerful. WHOA!


Little children with balloons made me happy:


I have always had a dream that I could cycle my way to Lauluväljak. This time I SCORED!:



National dress - check, bicycle - check, ?? hat - check, isamaaline orbik - check:



I think it was her first. But it was my sixth.



Coldhearted boy:



It is 100 times better to be in a choir, I miss those times:


Sinu päralt on terve ilm, aga sinu oma on üks ainus maa:


6months pregnant:


MINU KODUMAA!

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Retro Smetro

Today is a wonderful day! Say no more.

Wonder cycle from Sweden:


Wrong time, perfect clock:



Life is dance-floor:


Good old:


The best store I have ever been. Family business:



Smelling the ECTASY! Hot weather mmmmm: