don't come knockin', when the boat is rockin'

Nobody's bachelorette party

Piritta was like "Let's go on a cruise to Tallin to show our foreign guests some Finnish culture". I said no. Then she explained the whole thing to me again, including tacky outfits, and I was like "I'm in!".

Going on a party cruise for 22 hours is something Finns do. You can get a trip for like 4 euros. It's really horrible, but you gotta see it. Why go to Estonia to see Finnish culture? Beats me. (Aaow! I just hit my ankle in my chair really hard, god dammit! ) I think it's just that we show our true colours when we get on a boat with karaoke, cover bands, a brazilian sircus group and tax-free booze.

Gettin ready, tryin out the shoes, lookin pretty normal, right?:

Piritta's feet
Sarah's feet
Róisín's feet

Until...Ready!!! Whatcha think? The girls got the stuff from UFF for 5 euros a piece. The theme was Michael Jackson inspired! :D This is our freaky little tribute to the king of freak!

Promoshots for some girlband.

They were playing a soap opera with Estonian subtitles in the night club. WTF?
Ladies lookin...well, 40!
Why's everybody else wearing really cool shoes and trendy wetlook leggins? I was told NOT to look good.
Samantha Jones and Samantha Fox
Laundry of the day: Golden slip-in-jacket with gigantic shoulderpads from UFF, leggins second hand from Berlin, shoes Bianco.
Sunrise
Breakfast on deck

So the whole weekend party-hassle lasted like 72 hours. (Scroll down for the previous post.) I think I'll take it easy now and withdraw myself to the quit of our summerhouse... There's no internet, so I'll cu sometime in a few days. Love ya puppies!

24-hour summer night

I came back from Sweden late last Friday night imagining going straight to bed in my mom's house. I'd spent the day in a boat and train and had my bag full of dirty clothes. But then I called Jatta, who had the house full of guests and it seemed like the best idea ever to go there! :) The party finally ended this monday afternoon, and meanwhile I ended up with different groups of friends on a pub-tour in Kallio and a cruise ship to Tallin for example.

Let's get the party started.

Friday
On the way out we gathered to take some pics of us and pretty people, and then we ended up in Lostari (Lost 'n Found, Helsinki):

Us.

Us and some random people that Yami recruited for the pic....

More people and more random frolicking!

Yami and the ladies.

I found my Garth-twin in Lostari!

In the other end of these shoes was suddenly Laura,
my good old mate!

I like your shirt. Works everywhere (except Vääksy I guess, because it's far from being a city).

Saturday
For Saturday Jatta had organised a massive Facebook-Event for this beautiful day that started already last night ;) and followed with a picnic in Kaivopuisto, and a pub-crawl in Kallio.

Getting to the park with Anna

The Girls in Kaivopuisto.

Anna has a cool tat.

Loud-Lari with his megaphone and mega-babe Jatta.

The whole megaphone-thing got a bit out of hand.

Piritta brought our luvvy guesties Sarah and Róisín from Ireland and England.

And suddenly we were like a million hundred people.

The Outi-Jukka-sweetie-combo came along too! You know them already, right? :)

Mölkky again.

Holding the mölkky-stick as firmly as the beer. Today's laundry was barefeet with a sunny dress from Only.


These dirty-shaped veggies follow me around, I swear to god.

From the park we went nightclubbing in Kallio, the ass of Helsinki. The bars are cheaper (shitty) and the people happier (drunk) there. My kind of place!

A dude came in with his Crocs and ripped up Nike-windpants.

The bartenders of 'Stadin tähti' were twins!

Kebeb place at 5 am. "For the poor workers beer money right here please. Ps. We're not really that poor."

The kebab-guy was worried I'll use these pics for my benefit and steal their idea of a kebeb house. I said I think someone has already thought of that in Berlin. (Berlin is the 3rd biggest Turkish city after actual cities in Turkey. Source: my experience.)

Finnish Summerfashion 2009

Well, as you may have heard, Finland is not best known for fashion. I decided to question it though, cos’ doesn’t fashion after all mean something popular and common that the crowd adapts, even if it’s not approved of by the Parisians? At least it seems that any piece of clothing can have the tag ‘fashionable’ if it just looks a bit flashy. I like to allow myself, as a fashion designer graduate, to make fancy claims about fashion. (That’s the only benefit I ever gained from that education! :D)

This shop in Maarianhamina had a very conscious name. I had to check it out in order to get to the bottom of fashion and style.

So here’s what it is.

Finland IS though, the promised land of the Crocs-shoes, the comfy and colourful rubber-lumps that seriously just look...well, bad. (If you dispite this overruling argument believe to have heard of a person who thinks they do look good, I would like to hear from it.) Us Finns, we like to combine form and function, and I guess that explains something. I mean they are functional, and they sure have a particular form, don’t they? (Nobody said it needs to be aesthetic.)

PS. I own a pair of fake-Crocs that I paid 17 euros for in the parking lot of the K-Market in Vääksy. That’s maybe the stupidest thing I’d ever expect anyone to do. The guy was one hell of a sales wizard, beats even the shop keepers in Dressmann. But I look forward to wearing my red rubberflops again at the summer house, they’re perfect for this thing we call “kusiluikkarit”, they’re usually old worn-out shoes you wear to go for a wee in the outhouse. Well, I have friggin flashy shoes for that use!

This mama even wears Crocs with her sexy red dress.

Luckily there are some individuals in the mass. I like the matching earring-belt-tee-combo. I’ll try to put her into Vice magazines “Do´s”.

Check out also the Speedos in the background.