Your Coachella Spirit Guide (via Hey! Shiny Objects!)

Apparently I did something right, because the lovely Hannah Lux Davis of Hey! Shiny Objects! asked me to pen my 2nd guest article. This time: how to plan for Coachella. Bear with my obnoxiously detailed information and enjoy a voyeuristic look into my boudoir.

Oh, hey, didn't see you there, photographer in my bedroom.
Oh, hey, didn’t see you there, photographer in my bedroom.

The time is almost upon us when thousands will make their annual desert pilgrimage. For many, myself included, Coachella is like a modern day Mecca – where we gather together in various forms of worship, with maybe a little more hedonistic activity. It’s a place where tribes of every kind can all unite in musical and youthful celebration. As my fourth trip to Indio approaches, I can’t help but feel like somewhat of a veteran. It’s hard to believe how much has changed since 2011. My first Coachella was about as spontaneous as it gets – I ventured to the desert without any companions or real plans; simply a wristband gifted by a generous ex-boyfriend. Lucky for me, the entire experience resulted in complete serendipity, but I wouldn’t recommend that route to those less extroverted or insane than myself. These days, I strongly suggest going in with a few solid plans. You can always mix things up once you get there, but at least you have something to fall back on. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all about spontaneity and freedom, but a little prep never hurt anybody.

That said, allow me to be your Coachella spirit guide!

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Whaaaat's in tha baaaaxxxx
Whaaaat’s in tha baaaaxxxx
Help me, I'm poor
Just on one weekend of debauchery.

Click here for last year’s post on the controversial 2013 lineup!

Click here for my friend Kara Buettner’s hilarious take on festival fashion!

(All photos taken by artsy babe Hannah Lux Davis)



When Pizza Is Your Valentine – (via Hey! Shiny Objects!)

The lovely Hannah Lux Davis of Hey! Shiny Objects! asked me to pen a little guest OP for Valentine’s Day and I gladly obliged.


As a single girl, Valentine’s Day elicits mixed emotions. 

What? Single? I’m not single! Pizza is my boyfriend! Häagen-Dazs is my boyfriend! Wine is my boyfriend! 

When you’re single, it’s easy to think “Fuck Valentine’s Day.” Valentine’s Day is a marketing tool. It’s a Hallmark holiday, not a real holiday. Other people are flaunting their romance – uploading bouquets, candlelit dinners, private getaways, and engagements on various social media outlets. So many #blessed hashtags, so many dry heaves. Meanwhile, your swiping activity on Tinder is giving you carpal tunnel. Oh, to be an Olympian in Sochi this week.  You become bitter. The opposite sex is filled with morons who are allowing you to be single on this day, right? Right. […]

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