The Gothic Picnic

The lovely Mimi had organised a gotic themed picnic in lahti. Here are some pictures taken (and belong to, please do not copy) by the talented Sanni Thank you so much for working hard to capture us on film. (More picures of other the even prettier folk can be found in her blog.)

My as I like to call a sidesplit "someone stepped on the frog"-pose as I was asked to do some ballet stuff, but my worn out body couldn't quite handle anything being  cold..so at least some silly flexibility

I drank some peach icetea and mosquitos drank probably even more of my blood...fitting the vampire theme.

Last weekend we went to Stockholm.

My husband wanted to see the Symphonic Fantasies gamemusic concert in Stockholm. We went there by boat and came back by plane. And our faithful friend Groke always travels with us. Here he is with us when we went to see the historic city hall

Me at the consert

Happy Anniversary to us.

So one year married. No regrets. On Thursday was the anniversary of being wedded at city hall. We went to Näsinneula's restaurant. Nice view and it spins. I wore a bit of classic. The same Victorian Maiden JSK I wore an year ago

Today was the anniversary of the wedding celebration . We went to Voipaala mansion to see the apple trees bloom. We had the ceremony under a blooming one after all. I wore some classic (as adjective, not the name of the style) oldschool sweet

Late spring ballet

 

 

Woffles and white

Today we went to the Woffle Cafe. It's a lovely place just usually very crowded.

The omnomnom...and the smile it caused:

Outfit of the day. My new Baby JSK...I'm going back to my shirololita obsession.

A walk in the cook book outfit

On what turned out to be the first actually warm day, I had to wear black. I think this is a last time I'm going to be wearing black for awhile.

That IW skirt of mine always makes me so hungry...doghnuts, tea, icecream.

 Maybe I am a little anemic as I find a big rusty nail and my first instict is to pose with it like this..mmm iron.

 

I love this nest thing.

 And the railway leading to water.

 

Spring lovely spring. I wish the fresh light green would stay for longer, but got to enjoy it while I can. Thank you for watching!

Recital at my old ballet school

My old ballet teacher asked me to perform again in her schools spring recital. This was supposed to be Prelude from the ballet Les Syplhides:

I'm trying to get over my ick fat old cow can't do anything-feelings after wathing the video. (No I'm not saying this to fish for compliments, so please I'm just venting about how hard perfectionism is.) I wish I could clean up the hands even to what they were back in school. I miss dancing, but now teaching simply takes up my time.