
I miss my long hair! I should most probably tuck my hair into a turban with oil and keep it there all summer long hidden from evil curlers and heat rollers, sun and dirt. And bleach. I wonder if my locks will ever grow longer again.



I'm tonight's guest on Lilla Onsdag on FST5. It's hosted by André and Thomas.



Held in a good location, the fair was rather small but sympathetic. It had a little bit of everything; clothes, accessories, record, the usual this-and-that, but maybe not the most selected range of vintage items. I was positively surprised about the furniture however - there were really nice pieces. And everybody was really nice.
Here we are posing with wonderful Margit, the organizer, and with the nice lady that sold the furniture. ( I have no idea what's up with my posture there though. I look like a bag o potato. A bag of potato in a nice dress though...)
This handsome young man served us free Martinis.
And you don't say No to that. I wouldn't have said no to that fifties' shelf in the background either, but I had to leave it behind.
This little black chair however followed Ina home. (It's a good thing we actually got something bigger too, since the fair was just around the corner to the harbour and the car would've been totally useless otherwise :)
And we got that cream coloured stool. I didn't know it then, but it will go perfectly along with an old make up table I bid on and won for a bargain today!
This morning I put on my blue bow shoes and bicycle dress and headed south with Eddi and Ina (who this time left her Mr.T at home).
We took the ferry across the Finnish Bay to Tallinn. ( It's not as serious as it looks :)
Eddi taking picures with his iPhone.
The result (hipstamatic for ze iphone. Works quite well, even though it gave me zombie arms here). The whole scenario to be seen here.
...And some more results. As you can see from me and Ina, the sub-theme of the day was taking photos.
The actual theme of the day was the Tallinn vintage and retro culture fair! Evergreens in Estionian, free Martinis and a lot of desireable furniture. I'll get in on that some more a bit later. You can also read more about the fair on Ina's blog.
Afterwards we went to Kompressor for stuffed pancakes and cherry juice (Cherry juice! That's something they don't sell at home!). And btw as you can see I cut the sleeves of the dress into cap sleeves as planned.
Mushrooms, blue cheese and garlic sour cream -they sure now how tho make pancakes in the Baltics! (and in Hungary too btw, even though different there).
Coffee.
And then it was time to take the boat home. View from the window.
It was a fun day! (And we were almost colour-coordinated. Bring in the tuulipuvut! ;)
I spotted a pair of mint green Vagabond pumps online and directly dismissed the thought of buying them as I already have plenty more than enough of shoes, but then it struck me - is this it with the shoes? Does this mean I just won't get any new shoes, like, eh, ever? Then I happily reminded myself that my old rule still apply; no new shoes unless in a new colour. (It's not an absolute rule since one is entitled to have more than one pair of black and red shoes, at least). Plus surely every woman needs a pair of heels matching her refrigerator? Well, at least if it is mint green!
Here I am showing off my new dress. The pattern is very strong, I'm not sure about what I think of it but I like it all-in-all anyway. (Well of course since I bought it.)
And showing it off a bit more; yes, it has a big hem.
I made up my mind, and now it was time for the postman to make my day - my Trashy Diva dresses arrived! (Yes, you read it right, plural.)
Fiona played records, as usual. And that girl can choose her records well I tell you.
Bent Van Der Bleu. You can see him tonight at DTM both as Lola Vanilla and as Bent.
Bettie Blackheart's Russian Rose.
Jackie O'Lanterns Volcano. I bet it would be an even more popular number this week right? (Not perhaps if you, like Jackie, had a flight booked though...)
Lola is not your everyday kind of 'chick'; "There's something Wrong With Lola" as Screamin' Jay Hawkins (almost) sings it.
And that's me doing the "knee-number", partly to this song, but it starts out slower as something of a parody on fancy and "look-at-me-I'm-so-hot "burlesque.

Sock Theory carries a lot of funny, pretty and stylish socks, stockings, tights and more to go along with different styles. Wear the tuxedo knee highs as pictured with heels like leg warmers, as socks on black stockings with black heels for a trompe l'oleil boot look, with flats or why not with a pair of calf-high boots?
Sunshine outside and the only rose that survived the cats' attack last night. (They are not exactly small angels, not when it comes to flowers and plants at least.)
Breakfast by the window. (At 13:30, yes. When doing the late shifts at the harbour breakfast is not before noon :)
Reading Danny Wattin ('Pardon me, but your soul just died').
The postman bought me something nice this morning! Quite fast shipping I must say. (And you all had very good guesses but this one was the one I chose, the From The Cross Jewelry locket :)It has a beautiful shine to it that won't show on the picture as it is even prettier in real life.
As you shouldn't dress to outshine the bride I gave it a go at outshining the cake instead - with lots of pink fluff! Thinking cotton candy, strawberry whipped cream...
Not fluff all the way though; first I had to fix the fact that I had laid my rollers bad the day before - stupid foam rollers that won't stay in place. I even slept with them on all well tucked into a scarf goddamit and I got a fluffy cotton candy head! (Which wasn't really the point with what I mentioned earlier as I was more thinking pink fluff in clothing, not hair...)
(Of course it was no real problem, only a change of plan; moments later hair was fixed and fluff was in the right places and right places only.)
This picture could be called "Ah, its so fun posing on the hotel balcony" but instead it's "my hair is partly baby-pink nowadays, see?" Because cotton candy is OK for hair if we're talking colour, not texture.Or that's what I'd say.
And you know what? The wedding cake actually was pink!