Yes, I'm wearing a silver lamé evening gown and a floral head dress at 8am in the morning and my bag's crammed with everything from fake fur coats, thermal undies and mittens to string bikinis, parasols and sun hats so it can only mean one thing, it's time for another music festival!
We're off to Y Not in the gorgeous Peak District for a long weekend of ear-splitting rock music, booze and, despite this morning's glorious sunshine, a virtually guaranteed mud-fest, celebrating Jon's birthday in the style to which he's become accustomed.
I've scheduled this post so by the time you're reading this Gilbert & his awning should hopefully be pitched up and we'll be cracking open our first of many ciders of the weekend.
|1970s frock (the fabulous Curtise), Vintage Moroccan case (£6, flea market), 1960s grey leather knee boots (£3.25, PDSA), denim waistcoat (£2.45, Acorns Hospice), Crystal hear & skull pendant & beaded & studded bracelets (handmade by the divine Krista), head dress (hand made by me)|
See you soon!