saturday night fever

i went to Tiitta for the evening, Emma was visiting her and i ended up taking a couple drinks with them. but not much (by finnish standards, anyway) and i was about sober at the time of walking home, after 4am. we actually talked a bit about drinking with the foreigners. depending on the person and situation it varies who drops out first but its for certain that finns are the last one to sit by the table. okay no surprises there. cheers.

since Tiitta now has the dancing pole she would teach Emma some moves and i did some pondering too, as in wtf did i do in Romania. i dont have enough arm strength for some of the serious pole dancing moves. yet!




























































Emma's back. a true garden.


















fight festival ad i saw on my way home. the Rupponen-fight is interesting but then theres some kick boxing which is just atad too lame for me. dunno if ill be going there. is Sebastian is judging or something, i might.


















meeee. honestly, hard to take a photo while your hanging from the pole going around and around... but i did it.


















Emma cut my hair, from the back of my neck. and who's in the bg? someone poledancing wanting to be in the picture? Emma, a self-taught hairdresser, complimented my hair as being thick, but silky soft. and i know that,but it IS awesome to hear it from someone who knows their hair anyway :)














my ponytail before the cut makes the hair go kinda odd....after spraying water on it, it was perfect :)













i got a request for a quote regarding a photoshoot. need to figure it out and reply something.