The years leading up to my first Coachella experience have been filled with yearning and hints of envy for my friends who attend year to year. When festival season rolls around, Facebook feeds become cluttered with Instagrams of Coachella inspired outfits. And this year… (finally) I would join those gawking about it.
So was Coachella everything I thought it would be and more? I’d definitely say yes!.. and more!
One: It was blazing hot. Girls and boys half- mostly naked with water canons and music blasting in the Do Lab. But seriously, I was not about to ruin my makeup and cute outfit to join the wet dancing orgy…though it was so tempting. Instead, my makeup ran anyway, my sunblock, sweaty skin picked up all the desert dust, and my outfit was a nasty mess. I Harlem-shaked to Baaur, birthday-clapped for 2Chainz, and was mind-effed to Oblivion at Grimes all while roasting in my swampy shorts… (this sentence could have been more vivid, but Ill leave it up to your intrepretation).
Two: Kinda incognito celebrities wandering about us commoners. They weren’t even hard to pick out. I saw Vanessa Hudgens at the Coldplay concert last May and her boyfriend was yelling “VANESSA! VANESSA!” and of course he was doing the same at Coachella. Captain Obvi. I’d be so annoyed if he was my boyfriend. Katy Perry hair flipped me at the the Purity Ring performance…probably cause she saw Laura and me take a fan-cam of her. hehe. In retaliation, I stomped on her bodyguard’s foot. Oh and the cherry on top was none other than the infamous Lindsey Lohan storming around with her posse. I’d YOLO too if I was about to be shipped off to rehab.
Three: Low cell phone service means my group of 6+ was impossible to keep tabs on. People there, people here, people everywhere..oh wait where are my friends!? With nearly 100,000 people jamming the cell towers, chances are the shortest member (riley, vi, or ally?) or the most oblivious member (Laura) of the group was gonna get lost. Pretty much, everyone was lost.. cept me. ;)
One: Free food from the awesome Tollett clan. Though Riley had to pull some strings for us the first day, she got us catering all weekend! But whats the fun in catered food when food trucks were everywhere. Oh wait.. its like a billion bucks per burger. I did settle for a $6 bacon dog though. What a steal! ,
Two: Fraternizing with the King of Hardcore/punk Ian Mackaye. Him, his wife, Amy, and son, Carmine were just chillin in the artist area. I didn’t even know it was them at first. Amy just said their band “The Evens” played a set and I was like kinda whatever about it. Then Riley or Ally said something about Fugazi and I kinda freaked out. Come on..everyone knows Fugazi!! Well, I was pretty starstruck (though I doubt he would call himself a “star”) and didn’t know what to say. We ended up talked about picking each others teeth. And yes! I am a fan of their new project. Buy their album The Evens, 2005!!
Three: I got free nail polish stickers in the H&M tent!
Four: Gnarly dust storms. Dust is something you prepare for at Burning Man or something. But during the Chili Peppers, I hid away and watched from a screen cause I was inhaling a sandbox. And I even had black boogers to prove it!
Until next year Coachella…