Fred and Wilma in New York. Part 1 of 3

Greetings from New York! 

Every year I try to up my game when it comes to Fred's birthday. Few months back I came to a conclusion that surprise parties were so last year and taking my mister to New York was so 2017. Seriously next year he is getting just a pair of socks...

Let me now unravel the first part of our U, S and A adventures.

The view from the airplane.

Boom! Done and seen, can go back to Europe now:

At first New York welcomed us with warm spring weather,

we felt happy and relaxed although we were afraid that Trump will sign a bill 

that denies entry for the ray of sunshine:

*NSFV (not safe for vegans)*

First breakfast we had in New York was at Egg a.k.a 50 shades of bacon:

"Oh, look, another church!"

"No, it's a bank again."

The holy places in NYC:

My true love is Fred & Other Stories:

Vacation mode download 110% completed:

Fred and a huge dinosaur fossil in the background:

The new rail hub at the collapsed 9/11 site made me feel like a little ant:

This is the concrete jungle where dreams are made of:

You know where to find me:

The theatre district and shiny lights:

Times Square, a must yet average:

Hello, my name is Wilma and I have an addiction:

Grand Central Station clock says that it is AK time in Estonia:

Busy bees and one slow tourist:

Actually we came here to eat and only eat.

The Shake Shake did deliver and its Shroom burger is on the top of my list

and this is Fred being extremely happy while showing ultimate emotions:

My compulsive disorder had an orgasm at Whole Foods Market:

The next day we went to Korea town and had a 'bang for a buck':

I love that just few steps away, behind the next corner a completely new world/ quarter awaits.

This city is never dull:

The iconic house that is as flat as my chest:

The American flag is everywhere x 100:

Life's good despite that the temperature dropped like 25°C:

Getting the hang of the NY metro, but we will never speak conductor fluently: 

We took a wrong turn when going home and got lost.

Wrong train, can't complain:

The weird excitment level you get when you find out 

that you have booked Airbnb just across where Jay-Z was born and raised:

Non-stop birthday celebrations:

You already know that where Fred and Wilma go,

our best friend Ott will join and the circus will follow:

to be continued...

Ta-Linn and Cissi Zukabljäd

I often invite my foreign friends to visit me at the East side, although only few actually come. Tallinn can't really compete with big appealing cities like Paris, London or New York. But it's cheap, God dammit, and I am here! Therefore it is simply best place in Eastern Europe on Earth.

My Stockholm gäris and I, we miss each other a lot and have made a pact to see each other every other month. Friendship needs dedications, cultures need to be exchanged. Have I already told you how bloody cool the European Union is? Connecting people.

Here is the story how Cecilia and Linn got the taste of Tallinn. 

To get the real taste of Tallinn we stayed at our Mustamäe apartment 

and inaugurated the newly renovated bedroom.: 

It's friday night, let's open these zippers up and show some skin:

Good girls gone bad:

Tanja, Katja and Nataša checking the Parliament of Estonia out:

Bloody tourists:

Then we got lost at Yo Hoov! Estonian and Russian rap at its best:

(Credit Oskar Kadaksoo)

The song of the weekend:

On Saturday we slept like kittens and took only ONE drink:

How very Swedish of us, 

we spent the evening putting together IKEA furniture:

My brain had 404 error while mixing together Estonian, Swedish and English language. 

I am not used to thinking this hard:

Cissi tries to cut her beer consumption down:

"I am more of an ass person":

Tanja, Katja and Nataša are ready to go out again:

12 EEK Monkey release party!

(The act before them was really hard to explain to my Swedish friends, 

they told politely that it sounds like some kind of weird museum act.)

The whole weekend was full of golden parties, 

Tallinn was giving out really good vibes:

The brave girls continued to Hollywood, but Fred and I went home. We felt like mom and dad sending their kids off to hell. But they survived all the horny men, bad music and taxi-drivers asking 20€ for 200m. So proud!

Hands up for Eastern Europe!:

Booooom, Tallinn!:

Linn and Tallinn:

We went to Viimsi to have a family dinner 

and had a lazy Sunday:

Lasnamäe/Rinkeby:

At the investment bank:

The goodbye dinner:

Kisses and hugs!

Tack att ni finns!

The circle of life

My absence is explainable and the struggle is real, suddenly I have become an apartment owner. Ironically I am writing this post on a ferry to Finland IKEA. 

First it was a party blog, now it becomes an interior design blog, after that a baby blog and in the end you get from here some tips how to decorate funerals.

The circle of blog life.

First things first.

1. Like I can't even remember how long ago we sent Melis off to a trip around the world.

Clearly girls have more fun than boys:

Talking about the perfect colour of the that couch sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll:

Blurry vision:

The blondes and Juss:

The Oscar nominated motion picture:

2. We took a trip to the wild country side to celebrate Harri's birthday 

and found some pussies:

The class society:

The authentic family dinner:

My friends are finally at that stage that they are having children.

Meet Vibu:

3. Also I saw José Gonzáles and went to heaven. 

The most joyful event of 2017 so far:

4. Met up with my two favourite girls:

5. That day it was -15 degrees, however it smelled like spring.

Embrace yourselves, we have survived another winter!

6. The saddest part of February was when T-Lo decided to move to Poland, egoist as I am, 

I really don't like the distance between us (overly attached friend). 

Before she left, she opened her first exhibition "Debris":

Check the Debris shop out and spend some €€€

(picture credit Marianna Gunja)

*this is written after the IKEA trip*

7.  Last Friday Boiler Room x Lekker happened. 

Such much cool party:

Throwback to 2011 when I was at Boiler Room and saw Jessie Ware first time in my life.

Massive incoming!

Thank you Ella!

Thank you Lekker!

Thank you music!

Dinner, board-games and alcohol. Viva la grown-up life!

I haven't been out since I moved back to Estonia. To be clear I mean clubbing and I have been back in Tallinn three months now. These fancy dinners with wine pouring and board-games that are cooler than expected are taking my reputation down. 

Born to be wild with my friends.

Spending time with couples will be fun, they said...:

Cancel all the meetings, clubbing and put everything on hold, 

since tummy needs some yummy:

"So how are the kids?"

*silently pours some more wine*:

We are pretty,

we are cool,

we are in our twenties!:

I made a basic cake which was completely average:

Mean lean cleaning machine:

The club isn't the best place to find a lover,
so we stay in and talk for hours and hours
about the sweet and the sour.