It’s a good thing blogs aren’t spoken, because Coachella has left me sore throated and broken down. Though a bit more battered than when I left, the festival was nothing short of an unforgettable experience. We definitely went in thinking the lineup for the year wasn’t as impressive as last year’s (*cough* Drake), but it actually turned out more exciting than expected. A few highlights from our weekend:
- Dancing in the field to Of Monsters and Men as we belted “Little Talks” from the top of our lungs.
- Trying to figure out what “Besame Mucho” (literal translation: kiss a lot) meant, and then proceeding to take a LOT of photos in front of it. I’m guessing the floral art installation was a cheeky political statement…a nod to the Latino population given Trump’s ignorant statements? Who knows. It was pretty. I digress.
- Almost getting trampled while migrating to Jack Ü. Seriously, I thought my life was going to end right then and there.
- Discovering Lido and Snakehips when trying to fill time between sets, and realizing they’re freaking awesome.
- Forcing ourselves to go to LCD Soundsystem and Guns n’ Roses because, honestly, we’re really not that cool.
- Doing my best boho sway during “Mother We Share” at Chvrches.
- Joking that Sam Smith would come on, and then he did 3 seconds later.
- Throwing back to the good ol’ Panic! days at Halsey (she must have been like 12 when they were relevant), and standing in solidarity with Ke$ha at Zedd.
- Hoping for a hologram of Eazy-E during Cube’s set, but getting Snoop instead (SnoooOOoooooo-oop!).
- Running, literally, to Alessia Cara’s set because we support our people. #CanadiansatCoachella
- Pretending to be artsy enough to appreciate Sia’s weird, but realizing it’s okay to just like her music exclusively.
- Keeping my eyes pealed for Tay at Calvin’s set, and being pleasantly surprised by RiRi’s fringed appearance.
A few tips for any Coachella n00bs headed to Weekend 2:
- Bring a jacket at night – desert gets real chilly.
- If you’re really sensitive to the heat, don’t go to the festival before 4pm. You will literally die of heat stroke. Exercise #nightchella.
- Bring a dust mast/bandana every day. Walking back to your campsite/shuttle kicks up a lot of dust and you don’t want to be breathing it in during your trek.
- Speaking of camping – I would advise against it. Showering is key. Hotels all the way (do the VMT package with hotel/wristband/shuttle pass. The shuttle pass is clutch).
- Hydrate!!! Hydrate!! Hydrate!!
So jealous of those headed to Weekend 2, but I’ll just reminisce by fixating myself on a constant camera roll loop. Here’s a glimpse into my weekend. Sorry I didn’t take real outfit photos. I’m not a real fashion blogger – just someone who talks at readers on the interwebs.
There was a ridiculous wind warning on Day 1 of the festival. Don’t mind our hip disheveled looks as we were being battered by the desert winds.
I need to copyright this photo somehow, cause the candid moment was just splendid.
The loves of my life…and that dude in the corner. My romper was also seen that weekend on the hot-hot-heat VS model, Taylor Hill. Score one for Andrea!
Sorry for the poor quality photo. Literally the only photo I had of my outfit for Day 3, as Day 3 turned into “Nightchella” exclusively…Also once again reminding you that I am not a fashion blogger. Case in point.
Cutest hotel that we stumbled upon on our last day in Palm Springs. “Arrive” features a public pool area, juice bar, restaurant, bocce ball and ping pong area. Everything a hipster needs and more.