coachella 2013: the weekend's windy end.

wind is the worst element. period. end of story. no debating it. 

sunday started out just like every coachella day before it,
but ended with an insane sandstorm blowing through indio's polo grounds. 

we stuck it out at the festival for as long as we could,
but the red hot chili peppers just couldn't keep us from heading back home
for hot showers, pizza, yoga & stories in the spa. 

despite the terrible trifecta of elements (wind, cold & sand), sunday night was one of my favorites.
there's something bittersweet about the day, but you know it's all coming to an end,
so you just milk it for everything you can. and that we did... high fives at five. boom. 

hot tubbin' & festival lovin'

and then things heated up... yeah ting! 

the final walk. so bittersweet.

jenny + jake

the convertible ride that lasted er - 30 seconds. U-TURN. hahaha 

cool hitch hikers for a split second.

balloon girl is NOT pleased with the wind. 

the beginning of the sunday sandstorm. shiiiittttt.

whatchya lookin' at car? wind blown ladies waiting for the rest of the crew.

winds + orbs do not mix.

goldilocks.

my fave. colby is the mysterious balloon girl. 

sunday morning. before "blowchella" happened.

the sunday ants come marching in.

oh, the poor campers. we felt so bad for them with the wind. campsites everywhere were destroyed.

gobi at dusk. 

kory & carly. 

colbs.. chris.. klem. expanding the festival family. 

coachella, she's a natural beauty. 

because snackin' makes me feel like dancin' 

james blake.

i was and am obsessed with this look.

that'd be my fist. PUMPED.

...did NOT show up on saturday night. rude. we missed booka shade for r. kelly. wahh wahhhhh.

starting to get squinty. look at that dirt haze. eew.

i decided to be an eden garden fairy on the wrong day. stupid sand. 

boomshakalaka! this crew is on a mission and lookin' fierce.

pete & colbs = coachella canaries. gonna fly away like a birdie.

can't keep these canaries caged. dancin' birds. 

who got dog blood on earl's sweatshirt? (that's for you d, colbs & pete)

getting crazy in the hazy.

mr. paul meredith gettin' down in the yuma dome.

droppin' the bass in the yuma dome.

the ferris wheel's final sunset. i'd love to know how many photos were taken of that iconic wheel.

the sandstorm gear came out. we're crew prepared for the desert extremes. 

granola bars. leggings. bandanas. moccasins. socks. ain't gonna let a little sand ruin our sunday.

our sunday night festival family. through sun and sand.

this is what it looks like when 37+ mile-per-hour winds and a sandstorm blows through coachella.

colby still rockin' the shades to protect the contacts. no big.

oh my god. you see our faces? yeah, we weren't wearing gray face paint. that's DIRT on us when we walked in. and we actually cut our walk home down by more than a half mile when a dear couple in a mini van pulled over and offered us a ride - that's what coachella karma is all about. 

aaaannnnnd that's a wrap. 

well, for the blog at least. 

coachella '13, you'll go down in history.

until next time. 

musical recap.

some fave sets: hot chip, alt-j, yeah yeah yeahs, the xx, portugal. the man, phoenix, passion pit, the postal service

eh, just alright: of monsters & men, tegan & sara, pretty lights, band of horses 

sadly missed: tanlines, lumineers, luciano, two door cinema club, la roux, wild nothing, parov stelar (no show!) and the list goes on... 

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my final wish is that the Goldenvoice Gods take note of the crazy weather patterns that plague this earlier April weekend (no joke, look back in time. the evidence is there). Pretty please return Weekend #1 back to its previously perfect third weekend in April and push the new Weekend #2 slot back a measly week.

Pahleese?!  

xo, 

survivors of Coldchella & Blowchella

coachella 2013: memories from day two.

day two of this year's coachella was one of the best coachella days ever. everything clicked. everyone was really starting to know each other, the daytime pool party was rockin', the weather was perfect, the lineup was amazing, i got on ting's shoulders for the first time and our extended group of 20+ managed to all meet up and stick together for a large portion of the evening. that in itself is a huge festival win.

but one of my favorite parts was that me, jenny and colby decided to leave the house before the rest of the group. and thanks to colby's giant balloon, we didn't have to worry about meeting up later - they'd find us. why so awesome? because in all the years we've been going, it's never been just the three of us on the polo fields. for a little bit, it was just us girls. doing our festival thing.

funny story: as we were walking out of our gated community on our way to the festival, a couple pulled up and offered to give us a ride to the entrance. i was convinced we were getting kidnapped (and colby saw it on my face), but the three of us - and the balloon - jumped into the car for the 2-minute ride, gave them a "tip," they handed us three jolly rancher candies in return and we were on our way to see Portugal. The Man. soooo random. but its the unpredictability and a feeling of being invincible that makes coachella so magical.

DJ Dino was mixing all the groovy poolside tunes.

have you been to a vegas pool party? it felt like the dino was up on a stage in looking down at everyone in the pool (his crowd hadn't yet arrived in this photo).

jenny, jacqueline, miad & peter

ladies who brought the amazing persian chicken salad. 

tingy was lovin' the pool parties.

spa party!

dino photo bomb.

our flock of flamingos. 

renegade banana.

ting ting the dancing machine!

here comes sexual chocolate! 

colbs dropping the beat!

me with lady love, carly.

found lurking behind the palm tree.

mr. klem.

ahhh... that looks so refreshing right about now. 

mere the carrera creeper.

someone is feelin' sassy.

patio dance party, time. epic snap.

...aaaannnd then we shifted from pool party to polo fields.

the three of us arrived. not kidnapped. and wish jolly ranchers.

 

lines at this year's coachella were waaaay longer than usual. when we were at the front of the taco stand line, a guy gave us $80 to buy him $30 worth of tacos - keep the change. sure! no problem. 

happiness.

this photo sums up jenny's best quote of the weekend: 

"my heart is smiling so big right now"

mainstage beer garden.

feet up & feelin' juuuust fine.

three little shadows.

grass nap in the do lab.

festival.

colbs & her international house guest.

those are battlin' eyes. i spy a challenge.

the crew all together for The Postal Service.

our attempt at a group photo on saturday night. 

jenny... was in the bathroom. weird. 

kory just feels like dancin' dancin'

and this was the night that i did this.