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Listen, we get it: you’re getting older. Spending three days in the California desert with hundreds-of-thousands of bro’d out kids rolling on whatever cocktail of drugs they’re on while Radiohead’s audio cuts in and out may have sounded fun once, or even tolerable as you got a little older, but now you’re here. It’s Saturday night, you’re snuggled up on the couch with a nice bottle of wine you’ve opened, you made a really delicious pasta earlier that you’re proud of, and now you’re streaming Coachella on your laptop. Yes, this is much better.
But there’s still something missing. A sense of context. The fun of people-watching. Being a spectator to the madness, and a participant in the collective performance Us—the crowd—puts on for each other. Don’t worry, we have you covered. Here’s a look at some of the sights and styles of Coachella’s Easter Sunday without all the dust and inconvenience.
Scroll through for all the neon floral prints, Daisy Dukes, feathered and fringed cultural appropriation, dusty combat boots and Canadian tuxedos your little heart desires.
