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:

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Volbriöö/Valborg. Charlie ja linnud Sinilinnus.

We did not waste any time and jumped immediately into Estonian nightlife. Luckily it was the night of Valborg and witches, so we could show Charlie the magic that is happening on Tallinn streets after sunset.
Warm-up began at Triin's place. The best place to start at:

There is no party without Savetskoje, although we had little problems with it and it did not want to pop.
Thankfully we had strong men with useful brains:


This face is contagious...:


...as everyone had the same emotions on.
(I am like "Cool smile, Bitch, but give me the glass"):


There is no hangout without google hangout.
Tallinn - Stockholm - Paris - London:


Swag on with my boys.
Shizzle for mah nizzle:


Triin tried to remain polite at the beginning, but could not hold it back any longer.
Of course Charlie has not heard the unicorn joke before, it struck him by surprise:


The official Cat-Lady with her Simba.
Please, dear audience, click on this picture as much as you can, since if you google Trammi, then the first picture that pops up is her picking her nose. Let's change that!:

I'm like "Two drinks more, then we will go!"
She is like "Do you want to hear this cool anal bleeding story."
He is like "Dafuq did I just hear":

Hennu is trying hard to show his emotions.
This is him being happy:


Some are Sunday runners, but we are in Olympic fit.
A good athlete stretches before she go-goes:

The Bold and the Beautiful:


Awkward threesome:


"Reeeeaaaallllyyy?"


Charlie is finding the city to be enormous:


Sinilind, õnts õnts õnts:


9 fingers, as it should be. I lost one on the way:


"Ohooooo!"


I was dancing and then this creep jumped out from the dark corner:


Charlie's eyes are obsessed. I am a bit scared to look at this picture:


Kaur felt like 14 that night and he approves this message:


Soon it will say "Bachelor degree in Art School Disco":

We are riding on a trolley-bus and holding on as hard as we can:


Crabbing her tit and am curious "Will she notice?":


Show them how you ride it!:


"God, this is the first time I have talked with you, but keep those drinks cold, I am coming soon!":


Then we left the Sinilind and went to Lavakas.
We found this cute girl wandering around:


As it was Valborg, we dance in the circle and sang "Nõiaelu, nõiaelu, see, jah!, on kõige parem. Ah!, kui hea on olla nõ-õid.":


If there would not be this picture, I would not remember nor believe it happened.
Reunion:


I love Karl and it shows:


Finally 4am or 5am at home. 
Eating and drinking Upsarin Upsa to keep the hangover fairy away:

Saturday, May 4, 2013

Took my unicorn and suitcase with me on a trip to Tallinn

My Stockholm time has come to an end. 
Although I have to go back for a short time, in my mind our relationship is over. It was all made in mutual understanding and without any tears. 
Since I am terrified of sea and ships in general, but got myself free Tallink tickets, then for the sake of not jumping off from a deck and going looney I took my neighbour Charlie with me.
Thanks to his selfless hard work (read: must-do-anything-to-cheer-Wilma), I managed to go through with it all and we arrived to Tallinn:


In this moment, our ship had just started moving and as a result, all my muscles went uptight, I have no idea how I managed to take this picture:


Baltic Sea cruises are synonyms for the word 'primitive', hence we had keep up with the game:


Charlie gave me some wine, beer, cider, more wine and vodka. Only after that he got a smile out of me, because I forgot the fact that we might be sinking any minute. YOLO!:


He is warming up for Tallinn and seems to like it already:


Me and Charlie were the youngest on board, since all our fellow mates usually take the airplane (as it should be!)
Taking into consideration how much old-people-sex was going on there, he was doing the mating-dance to catch females: 


Luckily our troubles got rewarded.
At home a proper breakfast was waiting:


It's tourist time!
Starting off with showing the McDonald's:


Parliament.
We are giving thumbs up for democracy and would like to greet North-Korea:


The best greyness there ever is:


 After sightseeing we had a quiet evening at home with cold beer and delicious grilled meat.
The next day Charlie wanted to see the Patarei prison and was super pissed because it was closed:


The weather was super shitty, although Charlie felt quite cosy since it reminded him Scotland.
Anyways we found shelter at Flight harbour and boys were rather enjoying it:


My greatest nightmare is to wake up in a submarine and now we went volunteerly into one.
Life keeps on surprising me:


I imagined that I was on a spaceship:


I had to clarify to Charlie why is there a lot of Russian going on around us
Ja ne panimaju:


This is how he would look like with massive chest muscles:




They would like to say hello to their mothers:


Seamen semen:


Duck-face alert:


I was flipping up and down without getting almost any points and then came the boys, who elegantly glided through it all: 


To Heidy with love:

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Really Stoned Post

Basically here comes the recap of my last days in Sweden, especially the Viking age course field-trip. 
Embrace yourselves, a lot of stone pictures are coming up.


My little girl is really into pink:


In addition to actual tea drinking, I also enjoy now the fake one:


Instead of internet forums Vikings had runestones:

Swedish periferia is full of surprises:

Very very very important road for the Vikings:

Birka:


Massive nature is massive:


I started to think that Kate Moss would be in Estonian Kati Sammal, hence not that glamourous:


Sigtuna and its town hall:


Proper iPhone:


Cutest town ever:


Romantic all the way:


Runestone number two:


In Sweden houses are built on runestones:


I was more into all the toys I saw on our way:


Others were climbing up to see even more stones, but my recovering leg did not allow me to climb uphill yet:



I do not want to eat you:


A dalmatian dog has had some fun among horses:


Proper way to live:


Runestone number three and the lector: 


Bitches like flowers:

They are everywhere: