Not At Coachella?

No, I’m not there either. Sadface

… But, if I was, this outfit is totally what I’d wear. Although, probably with some shorts instead of just high-waist bikini bottoms. When I ordered these pieces for my trip to Cyprus, I hadn’t meant to be inspired by Johnny Depp’s infamous immortalisation of Hunter S. Thompson in Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas. It just happened. I went a bit OTT on holiday vibes.

It has to be said, I’m not really a festival goer. After my first ever experience camping at V-Festival last year, I can categorically state I am just not the kind of girl who is cut out for camping (but perhaps that’s just because it’s V-Festival…?) Glastonbury doesn’t give me FOMO like it used to, because quite frankly, the thought of camping in a field in a tent in unpredictable UK weather for several days makes me want to call 999. In fact, the only year I had planned on going to Glasto was the year they decided not to do it to help the grass grow back or something along those lines. Now, I don’t believe in God, but I’m pretty sure that was a sign, of some sort of divine being giving me a gentle nudge in the direction I should probably stick to.

Give me a Glamping style experience or one of those Yurts, and I’ll be all on to a festival quicker than you can say five days with no showering. But there’s just something about camping that I hate. When I was 16 I went on a survival skills class in the Lake District and we spent a night in the wilderness, having to make our own tents with sticks and sheets and it rained all night. All I ate for dinner was a can of corn. It was hell. But I didn’t get eaten by a wild badger and earned my certificate fair and square. Still though, I’d struggle to manage a festival. I like having all of my things around me. I like being able to stand up properly. I hated hearing my neighbours stomp about in my old flat in London, so god help me with just a tent between my temporary festival neighbours!

Yet sadly, live music has always been a passion for me. From 16-19, you’d find me in a mosh pit at weekends, being pulled over the barriers by bouncers at gigs, just to scrabble my way back to the front again. Hit repeat. I just want to be able to go home afterwards, climb into a hot shower and get into my comfy bed afterwards.

But Coachella – perhaps because it’s warm, it’s populated by celebrities and seemingly the world’s coolest and most beautiful people – strikes more of a chord with the kind of thing I could get on board with. No rain, no mud, no badgers. Plus, just because you don’t like festivals doesn’t mean you can’t embrace a little bit of festival style anyway.

If anything could possibly sum up my thoughts on Coachella vs UK festivals, well, it’s this tweet.

2 comments so far.

2 responses to “Not At Coachella?”

  1. sopharsogood says:

    Absolutely just died laughing at that last tweet and still not fully recovered, I'm sort of sitting here snorting now. Although I actually really like camping, i'm with you on this one because festival camping is just next level gross. You look insaaaaane in these photos, so beaut!
    Sophie xxx

  2. Lilli says:

    Love this look! 🙂 this jacket has such a nice pattern!

    x Lilli
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