My Wet and Wild Weekend, Lost in the Wilderness (Festival)


There’s nothing like banishing the post festival blues by going to another festival,  is there?

Finally feeling better after my weekend at Secret Garden Party and with nothing booked in the diary things were looking dreary in the life of me.

That was until my super cool style sister Daisy (who works as a journo for My Daily – and you can follow her on twitter @DaisySitch if you wanna?) called me and asked me to be her plus one to Wilderness Festival in Oxfordshire. Naturally, I jumped at the chance.

Another reason to wear glitter – why wouldn’t I want to go!

It was a last minute decision and come last Friday we found ourselves running for the train with enough sweat to sink a ship running down our backs..and arms…and legs…etc, etc. London was exceptionally muggy and the ten tonne bag+tent I was carrying did not help in the slightest.

Still we made it just in time and all aboard the festival express, celebrated with some Gin minis…

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On the train we tried to organise a cab from station to festival but were laughed off the phone by every booked out taxi firm in Oxfordshire.

Luckily a fellow festival goer overheard our plight and amazingly offered to give us a lift to the gate…turns out her hubby was picking her up and he had space for us! Not only that but he is one part of  8-piece group The Vagaband – yup that’s right we rolled in with ‘the band’. *brushes shoulders*

I think this stroke of luck was also an indicator to the type of experience we were going to have which was a basically a weekend in a field with a lot of really, really, really, really, really, really, really friendly and lovely and, ahem, posh people.

Anyway, we made it to the ticket office, grabbed our ‘press passes’ and managed to pitch our tent just before the heavens opened. We glittered up, donned our raincoats and me a pair of neon bunny ears (from HERE in case you’re wondering) ready to get lost in the Wilderness.

We headed out into the drizzle and stumbled across the Peacock bar where we soon bumped into my pal James (you might recognise him from team Mel B on the most recent X-factor advert!) and his mate Jamie also at the festival.

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We drank and we danced…there was a toilet stop where we lost Daisy…luckily she found her colleagues Brogan and Charlotte who also work at My Daily/The Huffington Post (they too are writers and you can also follow them on twitter @Brogan_Driscoll & @ChMeredith) and the rest is well, all a bit of a blur…

There was definitely a bit of moving to Metronomy at the main stage, I think there was also an impromptu sing-a-long in the 70s style tent owned by the RSPLB (Royal Society for the Pursuit of Love Birds) when the power failed; which also included a microphone water bottle moment from myself.

There may too have been a drop and roll under the fence to the packed Pandemonium stage, followed by a ‘GO BACK THE WAY YOU CAME AND JOIN THE QUEUE’ before a second more successful attempt! And finally there was definitely a slip down the hill, legs in the air and a very muddy bum. But OH WHAT FUN WE HAD.

DISCLAIMER: Apologies for my ‘heavy on the duck face’ posing – appaz when I’ve had a drink all I can do is pout…

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I eventually stumbled back to the tent around 4am and collapsed into a heap, awaking early the next day thanks to the blazing sunshine and the greenhouse our tent had become.

Daisy and I shook last night’s revelry off (but not the glitter) and headed out to find coffee and lots of it. We strolled through the site taking in all the possibilities for that day…and by possibilities I mean food shacks…

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Before a Bleecker burger stole my heart yet again – you remember how much I enjoyed them at Hawker House and then there was that time I dragged my boyfriend down to the Southbank to try one…well this one hit the spot once more.

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Fed and watered we checked out what else the festival had to offer. We didn’t see much when we arrived in near darkness the night before so there was much to discover, including a Mulberry craft tent and the Laurent Perrier Orangerie…

…which led us to believe that Wilderness is really, most possibly, definitely is THE poshest festival in the world.

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A PIANIST FOR CHRIST SAKE!

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Next it was time for a bit of shopping at the Secret Emporium – and OH MY LORD is this not THE best place in the whole wiiiiide worrrrld! Sequins, glitter, mohawks, catsuits, neon. The perfect place to bag some festival wears…

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Then before we knew it the sun was setting again and it was time to get SPANGLED once more…

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…that was after we applied more glitter and I gave myself purple and green hair with the amazing hair chalks from Bleach London

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We made the sensible decision to line our stomachs with a pizza from here…

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And although the queue was long it was well worth the wait! We even bumped into a certain Prince’s ex-girlfriend, a Miss Cressida Bonas who looked amazing as ever in an awesome catsuit – #HASHTAGGIRLCRUSH – so much so I had to pap her… sorry Cressie!

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Peachy!

Then it was onto the Peacock bar and The Village Hall for some G&Ts and DANCING alongside none other than Cara Delevigne and Jamie Winestone! I was too busy having fun by this point to pap them, soz not soz.

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And then later we caught up with Brogan and Charlotte to watch the parade and The Great Burn in the big field…

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We even got this cool memento of us all together (‘scuse the finger print and flash!)…

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…thanks to love birds Freida and Leyton who in between spurts of snogging the faces of each other decided to shower us with glitter and snap away with their handy Polaroid camera! See what I mean about spending the weekend with a bunch of really, really, really, really nice and posh (c’mon, Freida and Leyton for crying out loud!) people.

Soon we decided to head back to the Pandemonium stage to dance the night away once more…

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We awoke the final morning to a red wine /gin headaches and absolute Armageddon outside the tent. The rain was lashing down and completely unrelenting.

We ran for cover in the Secret Forum tent where we decided to pull up a hay bale and listen to The Huffington Post’s Poorna Bell have an interesting talk with Lucy Mangan, (who you might know from the column she writes for The Stylist), about feminism and body image; which sparked a lively chat between Daisy and I once the talk had ended…in fact I’m thinking about doing a blog post purely on this as it’s something I believe in fairly strongly…but we’ll see, I know pictures posts are much more fun than my mad ramblings about body image…

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 And that concludes up my weekend at the wonderful Wilderness festival. Sadly we didn’t stay to see Sam Smith and London Grammar which I am a tad gutted about, instead we packed our tent up (during a thunder and lightening storm might I add!) and hitched a lift to the station with the overly lovely Pops and Chas (I’m sorry but POSH) who wooed us with the faaaaabulous lifestyle and friendly demeanours.

This festival sure does attract a much more middle class crowd which means that it’s a really safe and lovely atmosphere. It’s possible it’s a little too posh for me and there’s certainly quite a family vibe to the place too…I think it may be the perfect spot for me in a few years time when I may have a family of my own but for now I think I prefer somewhere a bit livelier along the lines of Secret Garden Party.

That said there was loaaaads we missed so it might be worth another visit to take in a few more of the treats including one of the incredible banquets that ran daily!!

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Have you been to Wilderness, what were your thoughts?

Thanks for Reading! 🙂

Harry x

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