Monday // April 18, 2011 at 14:28 // filed under Music
HIYA // Kanye (rocking Celine)
In my Imaginary Coachella 2011 experience, where I would have been in attendance, I would have potentially worn the below imaginary purchases. Nothing too nekkid, weather inappropriate (lookin' atchu Lauryn, though I heard you kinda killed it, finally) acid-trippy or hippie-ish (ahem V-Hudge). I would've been all Coachella Classy, and looked totally cute wandering around, hearing snatches of some cool, hyped bands.
HIYA // Lauryn
So allow me to begin with a (ridonkulous) shoe. Now, never underestimate the power of a good sturdy platform at a festival. In my imaginary Coachella, I would be so beyond VIP that I wouldn't really have to trek that far to anywhere, taking all the backstage routes to enable me to be driven to each stage. Massive platform wedges such as these Charles Anastase beauties/monsters below would also cut down on - if any - neck craning.
At my Imaginary Coachella, I might have carried a bag such as the Alexander Wang Walker Backpack, the print of which was reportedly scribbled out by his interns before being slapped onto a bucket shaped backpack. It would be slung casually over my Californian bronzed shoulders, if indeed I did carry it at all; since I would probably leave my precious possessions somewhere in a secure backstage location.
Since I'm currently rather obsessed with all shades of red and orange; in particular, rude splashes of bright poppy, cherry and coral, I might wear a silk shirt from Adam in this shade of 'lava'.
A pair of shorts of course, are just what the Coachella gods ordered, and these graphic print Diane Von Furstenburg poplin shorts could be worked the RIGHT side of sartorially surfer.
I feel like my Imaginary Coachella experience would be even more amazing if I was wearing these awesome Missoni crochet knit shorts. Now these aren't your usual passé crochet crap that every dog and her bitch tries to work at a festival. Seriously, look:
With such graphic shorts taking the spotlight away from such acts as Kanye and Lauryn Hill, I'd have to obviously tone it down a little up top. Perhaps by nonchalantly donning an easy-going Rick Owens racer back tank in an effortless grey...
I might also choose to flit around in this droolworthy shibori dyed bit of lush from Proenza Schouler. UGH.
And of course, it wouldn't be a festival without those ubiquitous denim cutoffs! Here are an artfully bashed pair by Ksubi:
And, if I were feeling sensible, I'd throw in the towering - and yes, I acknowledge, thoroughly ridonkulous - Charles Anastase platforms for these delicious Jil Sander brogues. The white ones with the fluorescent pink sole might also be an option, but here are the black with the orange soles:
And call me a sucker, but I totally would have bought a bit of Kanye x George Condo merch.
Waaah. That actually didn't make me feel any better about seeing/hearing all about Coachella 2011 on the internets and stuff. Hmpf.