Oh don’t you just love Festivals? Just everything about a day out to the festival makes me so happy. The getting your outfit ready, and getting all dressed up and doing funky hair styles along with glitter that’s so over the top you could see it from Mars. The jumping around in fields, dancing like a total dickhead with your friends with a cider in your hand. All the different food stalls for the greasy hotdog or burger to chuck down your neck to sober up ‘a bit’. When you’re walking from one side of the field to the other and hearing all the different music fall into each other. All the rides, and screaming from everyone because they choose the wrong move of stepping onto the Waltzer. I love all that. I just love Festivals so much.
Although, everything isn’t quite a fairy tale at a festival. You get the out of control ones at Festivals. You get the ‘mosh pits’ where lads decide to push each other and jump everywhere – where you’re than trying to save your sorry ass for standing so close to not get hit. You get the horrible port-a-loo’s that stink worse than a horses field, and you just dread to touch your ass on that seat. You find yourself using up the whole toilet roll, to just cover yourself from the seat. You get the queues for getting a drink, longer than singing the alphabet 100 times. Camping, Camping,
Camping. I cannot camp. I did once, it was the thought of not being able to shower made me feel super uncomfortable. Instead of showering, you’re whacking out the make up wipes and deodorant and sprays to cover yourself. It’s getting up in the morning and the only drink you have to hydrate yourself is more cider.
There is nothing worse than camping at a festival – I tell you. That’s why there’s so much you need to pack that you always forget. You always forget any dry shampoo, because you washed your hair before you came but you didn’t think about the sweat you’d create from pouncing around the field like a total twat. You forget that people throw drinks in the crowds of the biggest act on stage, well you’re hoping that it’s drink and not piss. You forget about how gross you’re going to feel just after one day at the festival, without you’re number one Simple deodorant. You might have remembered your deodorant, but you still feel gross and smelly.
That’s why you need to know about So…? They’re body mists are the best thing ever. They come in all the Summer floral, fruity scents to make yourself feel that little bit better for your hygiene. They’re dry shampoo comes as a travel size, or just the normal. (We don’t know how much you’re going to be spraying to give your hair that ‘fresh look’ you once had 24 hours ago. Not only does it give your hair the fresh/clean look it also gives tones of volume to create them sassy space buns you rocked yesterday.
What more could you want at the Festival than to be rocking it with So…?