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, September 13, 2015

Foals live at København

In June we spontaneously bought tickets to see a Foals concert in Copenhagen, 
which was such a great excuse to take the train to the neighbouring DANSKJÄVLAR.

I was sixteen, when my ex-boyfriend introduced me to Foals' first album Antidotes. It suited well into my teenage years, which were full of "firsts" and "quantity over quality".
2010 when their second album Total Life Forever came out I had just graduated high school and newly in love again. Both the record and I were completely different from the past years. We were ready to conquer the world.
Their third album Holy Fire came out in 2013. The period "quality over quantity" began. It was the year I moved back to Estonia and started working for reals, professional life started to lead the way. 
Finally What went down 2015 is yet to do big deeds (hopefully the same with me).

How very deep although Foals is something very special to me:


On Thursday we took the train from Stockholm to Copenhagen. 
Like in February, while in Copenhagen, I went to a concert at Vega and met up Aleksandra. 
Never kill the routine!:


We headed to Vega and warmed ourselves up with the band Formation:


And then it was time!
 I came like three times, there were butterflies in my stomach:

It was more beautiful than should be allowed:

In the beginning I was quite in the front, 
however a small girl like me doesn't survive in the middle of the sea of mosh:


But I was part of the mosh pit! 
It was so much fun and everybody were super friendly, when someone fell or at one point the whole audience started to search for someone's glasses that had fallen on the floor. Btw we found them! 
And then we jumped, oh how we jumped!:

Yes, I will marry you!:

First it starts from your hands and it slowly builds up to your head 
until you cannot hold your body still and your legs have the life on their own:


When Yannis wants to crowd surf he jumps onto the balcony and greets all the people there:


A little retro moment:


After the concert Fred and I were glowing and had a satisfactory smirk on.
Bloody hell, how good it was! Another dream done on the bucket list.

Thanks to Paula we got to stay the night at a lovely super lux suite, 
better than Scandic Palace hotel could ever offer:


Brand loyalty at its finest:


Hot chocolate with a hot gentleman:


Scouting for the real Danish danish:


He tried to read Danish signs pronouncing the first, third and the last letter.
It sounded super lols yet legit:


Blending in:


Hej från Köpenhamn:


Since it was Fred's first visit to Copenhagen
 the Freetown Christiania and Green Light District was a must.


Kindergarten:


Here be dragons:


Bye-bye Copenhagen!


I just have to add that it is such a privilege to travel freely and have a possibilities to enjoy life. It saddened me to see refugees camping at the Copenhagen central station until they have a chance to enter Sweden. Denmark had just announced that they are xenophobic and proud of it. The rail service between Germany and Denmark had been cancelled and nobody's welcome. Our train stopped for a fair amount of time at Malmö while authorities searched the train. And did it again before Stockholm. SJ the train company gives free rides for people in need and Red Cross welcomes them in Stockholm Central. What a messy time we have right now.

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Two weeks time in Stockhome

We have been living in Stockholm for two weeks now. 
So far so good.

Chapter 1 - Settling in

Stereotypes are meant to be broken,
yet we have been to IKEA twice already.
Little plant, little candles, little more shit you actually don't need:


The second trip to IKEA was bit more important, since I've been having serious cluster headaches and was in need for a supporting pillow. Together with Fred's computer blowing up these might be the most serious setbacks we have had:


If the meal costs 29:- and refill drinks are for free,
you do not complain:

Chapter 2 - Exploring around 

Well, I'm now proud driving licence holder and enjoying it to the max.
And traffic in Sweden is grrreat:


One day I took Fred to Sigtuna, a town I happened to visit during super exciting field trip two years ago. Viking age stones! STONES! STONES EVERYWHERE! (no hard feelings Mr.Department of Archaeology and Classical Studies):


Swedes are good at a lot of things, but hell how I missed their bakery.
A minute on my lips, lifetime on my hips (but it's so good):


Oh, Dšeišus, how many kanelbullar I have had.
Sharing is caring:


Sigtuna is this A.Lindgren book-perfect little town:

Chapter 3 - Fred's uni and the reason why we are here.

One step into masters degree. KTH is nothing like Stockholm uni, where I studied. He has classes everyday and assignments every night. Although I'm glad that he can finally experience the true campus life that in the UK he didn't have. True joy is to see him coming home late at night intoxicated (so beautiful, I gonna cry). I try not to tag along, so he can have his own Stockholm experience (hopefully he manages not to fall down from stairs).


Chapter 4 - Home

Thanks to Eero we have a cheap and cheerful place to stay until December. Room is nice (it's small, but we have a spare mattress for friends, hint-hint) and with IKEA plants and candles extra nice. We have shared kitchen, but it is so clean and well maintained that I just saw my neighbour washing rubbish bins with soap and warm water. 
Just next to us is this royal castle, a good reason for start jogging again:

Chapter 5 - Free time / Party

Considering the amount of free time I have and the fact that Fred is on the "Let's-Socialize" train, we have been exploring the night life a lot. The first second at the Trädgården queue we were offered Cherry Vodka by friendly Germans/French/Polish people and free drinks thereon:


Jan Schulte was playing that night and we finally thanked him for the heavenly set he made at Kuru Plirr. He was madly happy  about our approach and I was smiling the whole evening through.
(should have also apologised for the fact that Swedes cannot mix whatsoever. Fred got a heart attack):


Trädgården is only opened for the summer time and was closed this weekend, 
thus we wanted to visit the place as much as we could. 
As you see it is a club under a traffic bridge:


I'm taking part of "No alcohol in September" and enjoying my caffeine.
Soberity has made me look like a twelve year old: 


Japan puked on the stage:


Being grateful for the night metro service:


Hello, Mr.Martyn:


See you next summer:

Chapter 6 - Food

Yesterday we went to my grandfather's place on an island far far away 
and had a "Welcome back" cake:


We're good and healthy:


Local Lidl. Local Säästumarket.
For the poor:


Chapter ? - Job

I still don't have a job. One minute I'm panicking and the other minute I'm calm -
constantly repeating myself:

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Pidustused-lõbustused. Ott's birthday is bigger than Christmas.

I've explained you before Why Ott is the best (link).
Now I'll show you the annual O Festival pictures.
Beware of poco-loco-sugar-loops.


High heels off, hair undone,
honey,
I'm ready for tonight:


Finally got the chance to meet the legendary Chris
and he lived up to his title. 
Maybe I killed him with some Beyoncé moves later on, so sorry:


Actually people hang out with Ott, because he has such an awesome dog:


My O Festival party kit consist of super comfortable and pimpin' bathrobe.
(Sorry Ilves family that I broke the Nike flip-flops.)


Find the difference with the last picture.
Yes, my glass is a bit emptier.:


My favourite dish - big bowl of boys:


I want to squeeze him like I squeeze my toothpaste tube,
I love him so:


They were my centre, when I spun away:


"I came in like a wrecking ball.":


Powerpuff girls:


"EARTHQUAKE! Find a safe place":


And now time for Borjomi water shots:


Nancy - Hellalt hoia mind x 100:


The next day I had some difficulties, luckily Ott's parents went to berry picking 
and dropped me off at Vääna-Jõesuu, so I could meet this lovely lady after five years apart.
She lives now in Australia and turned into vegan lesbian (and I was just thinking about bacon):


Our 9th grade graduation (totally hetero meat lovers back then):

Later on I met up with my dad and kissed my Tibi goodbye (I will miss her the most):



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