Girl Friday: She knocked and waited ...

My mother has always taken me on walks in Kalamaja. That's where she remembered her childhood. Kalamaja holds my mother's warm memories - yards where she played, apple trees she climbed, and forget me not flowers that grew in every garden.... My mother took me to Kalamaja when it wasn't one of the most popular areas in Tallinn, where many now think it's a question of prestige to live.  

But I have my own memories with Kalamaja. I looked at the lovely wooden houses and dreamed of rummaging in those hallways. I like creaky stairs and the bizarre romance that lingers around slightly abandoned houses. For this series, Meisi and I peeked into the corridors of Kalamaja houses, and we shot this autumn outfit in this green hallway. This series reminded me of waiting. I have always been good at waiting. But in this series, I was playing a girl who's slightly upset about when she arrives and finds out the host is running late. Nobody else was there to let her in either. Now she has to kill time... So here I am. Myself and a green door and a green hallway. Maybe we take it too much for granted that every door should open for us immediately?

Outfit details:

Jacket & dress: Superdry (Ülemiste keskus)

Shoes: Puma

Bag: Diane von Furstenberg

Mu ema on mind alati Kalamajja jalutama viinud. Nimelt möödus seal tema lapsepõlv. Kalamajas on mu emal soojad mälestused - hoovid, kus ta mängis, õunapuud, mille otsas ronis ja ära-unusta-mind lilled, mida olevat seal igas hoovis kasvanud... Ema viis mind Kalamajja juba siis, kui see polnud Tallinna üks populaarseimaid paiku, kus paljud peavad täna prestiiži küsimuseks elada. 

Kuid Kalamajaga tekkisid mul omad mälestused. Lapsena emaga seal uidates vaatasin hoopis neid hubaseid puumajasid ja unistasin, et saaksin kolada nende koridorides. Mulle meeldivad naksuvad trepid ja kogu see veider romantika, mis kergelt mahajäetud majade ümber justkui hõljub. Selle pildiseeria tarvis piilusime Meisiga Kalamaja majade koridoridesse ja ühe sügisese outfiti pildistasime üles just selles rohelises koridoris. See pildiseeria meenutas mulle ootamist. Ma olen alati hea ooataja olnud. Kuid sellel pildiseerial mängisin ma pisut solvunud tüdrukut, kes jõuab külla, kuid avastab, et võõrustaja ise hilineb. Kedagi teist ka pole mind tuppa sisse laskmas. Ja nüüd on vaja aega parajaks teha... Siin ma olen. Mina. Ja roheline uks. Ja roheline esik. Ehk võtamegi vahel liiga iseenesest mõistetavalt, et iga uks peaks meile kohe avanema? 

PHOTOS: Meisi Volt