a year ago today, we escaped reality and entered a world only dreamed of. that world being coachella.
despite a few irk-worthy circumstances, it was the best weekend. the first time i felt freedom pulsing through my veins. crowds of people, days dedicated only to music, dancing, laying in grassy fields, camping, friendly strangers, hot temperatures, hott boyz, desert sun sets--what about that isn't a dream?
it's true, once you enter, life before the gate is out of sight/out of mind. the rich smells at first odd (some plain yuck) quickly became homelike and safe.
for weeks we were excited to for our fun outfits and hair, but looking cute was not an option considering it was the hottest coachella in all of coachella history (107 to be exact)! and you thought we were crazy.
without being biased, i really did enjoy last years line up better than this years.
a couple conversation worthy performances: The Head and the Heart, Grouplove, St. Vincent, Feist, Andrew Bird, Bon Iver, Other Lives, Black Keys, M. Ward (for more reasons than one), First Aid Kit, Fitz and the Tantrums, Beirut, Florence
being that it was so hot, we missed a handful of early shows i wish we would have seen but i'm sure were lovely.
needless to say, i ache for said whimsical coachella freedom.
here are a few rare photos from this dreamy weekend.
until next time coach
Sincerely,
B
