When I first heard about DREAM SCHOOL – I’m not going to lie – I was skeptical. I might have even rolled my eyes. I mean, high school dropouts being taught by celebrities? “What will be taught – and who will be the teachers?” I wondered. Would Britney Spears teach an auto-tune music class? Would Professor Kim Kardashian teach elocution or videography? Or would Miley Cyrus hold court on sex education? My mind boggled.
Well, another Coachella has come and gone. This year, we got two weekends of insanity and two weekends of unique fashion choices. The belles in the crowd and women performing in the festival embraced the carefree attitude of the hippie movement, mixed with 70’s nostalgia and a dash of desert rogue a la MAD MAX. Think high-waisted shorts paired with a cropped top—or a bandeau for the brave—and lace up boots that have seen a tour of duty in one desert or another. Of course sundresses still have their place in a woman’s weekend bag, all topped off with crafty headbands, oversized sunglasses, and a flower or two in the hair for good measure. Nothing says party like a West Coast party!
My sister and I at The Oakridge Boys
I spent this week in the bowels of humanity. No — literally! I toodled on out to Palm Springs for the Stagecoach country music festival — Coachella’s redneck sister — with my pal Theano and my little sister Emily. And none too soon.
See, here’s the deal with being single in NYC. You can find your physical type, and you can find your mental type — and never the two shall meet. Trust. I’ve tried. So, being a (physical) lover of very large manly men (and you try finding big manly guys who know how to fix a tire in NYC), I decided why not just wallow in a sea of my physical type and while I’m at it — get to see Merle Haggard, The Oakridge Boys, Sugarland, Brooks & Dunn, Toby Keith, and a whole lot of sweaty cowboys?
Pack your sunscreen and get ready to dehydrate: it’s Coachella week, and if you’re making your way out to the desert, this post’s for you. Goldenvoice’s finally released the timetables for this weekend’s indie fun in Indio, so while you’ll want to deflect your general animosity towards all things not of your own design unto…