- climbing on stages with ease
- sitting in the dirt without flashing panties
- the ability to pee in unseemly places
- the see through factor from sweating too much
- your top staying on when you flail
- attaching all things to your body, so you don’t have to carry stuff
- machine washable clothing, as you will be covered in dirt
…and sometimes even the need to be able to trade your skirt with a boy who wants to try twirling in it. Don’t ask.
And this is only the begging. When it comes to a day (or days) of live music, the practicalities are the easy part. It’s the fashion that can get a little tricky, or even potentially induce one those pre-party “I have nothing to wear” meltdowns.
To begin, let’s all stop being cool for a minute and admit that we want to be the cool kids at the party. Because really, what’s cooler than being cool? ICE COLD. And how do you get there? By spending several hours putting together an outfit that makes you look like you don’t try at all and pretty much look this cool on a daily basis. It’s like that no effort messy bun that involves straightening, curling and then teasing your hair to achieve.
Dressing for a music festival involves going on Pinterest and looking up “festival fashion”, then checking out the Instagram hashtag, then going through previous albums of the event you’re attending, then going through your wardrobe and seeing what you have, then checking out your friends closet for options and then ultimately probably taking a trip to the mall. I have a headache just thinking about it.
Anyways, festival fashion aside, I was fortunate enough to attend Kolour in the Park with Sven Vath this past Saturday. I haven’t been to a party, let alone heard live music in probably about a year, so to say I lost my s*** for about 10 hours would be an understatement. I had a BLAST.
Along with jumping up and down until my Converse were a write-off, I also got to run around with my friend Pop and photograph people’s outfits. It was actually during this time that I really felt the most festival magic. As a blogger, I walk around quite often taking photos of people. I use a not so fancy camera and in no way look professional, so people usually react to me weirdly, ask me what the photos are for and then continue to be skeptical even after I tell them it’s for a blog. All round, it’s a relatively awkward situation.
But then Kolour in the Park happened. I would walk up to people who would smile, ask no questions and then begin dancing or working some super fierce super model poses until I was done taking pictures. They would then continue to laugh and talk to me about the great day they were having. It was within this special Kolour environment that a situation which would have normally made me a bit uncomfortable, actually became more fun than ever and even made me a whole selection of new friends! Hi new friends!!!
I loved this day because I got to bond with happy people over fashion, outside in the sun, eating Mojito iced cream, listening to amazing DJs and at some point taking shots of Patron. What more could we want out of a Saturday? I’m still feeling the happy vibes and it’s Monday!
Head Chain: TopShop (similar) – Skirt: Zara – Shoes: Converse