A High Maintenance Girl’s 7 Tips To Festival Camping

A High Maintenance Girl’s 7 Tips To Festival Camping

You’re at a dope music festival — embrace the dirt and let yourself thrive.

Over this past Memorial Day weekend, I went up north with a bunch of friends for four days of camping in Bradley, CA to catch Lightning in a Bottle. For those of you that don’t know, LIB is a festival put on by the Do LaB featuring music ranging from electronic dance, deep house, techno, experimental, and folk music.

Not only a music festival, LIB ensures its visitors are culturally and spiritually enlightened with tents solely devoted to cooking classes, yoga, meditation, speeches and more. Not to mention there’s a beautiful lake and the food vendors serve great eats (regardless of the general lack of meat and exorbitant pricing).

We drove Thursday afternoon for four and half hours up to northern central California to this radical festival. Being the high-maintenance LA girl I am, the one catch for me was the fact the only housing option was camping.

While there are “glamps,” they range from around $1500 to $2500 for a nice tent with one or two beds (keep in mind we’re college students so this was out of the question). Thus, we set up a good ‘ole tent and made do with port-o-potties and spigot showers.

Camping isn’t that horrible and in high school, I did it many times for class trips, and it was always fine. Yet you get a little more drained when you’re partying in the desert for four days with highs of 85 degrees and lows of 40. Not to mention once the sunburn sets in, the cold feels that much more frigid.

Thus, although I am no camping expert (and maybe my boyfriend and I did leave one night early due to lack of motivation and energy to continue on) I will share a few things that made my four days camping at LIB a weekend to remember:

1. For the love of GOD, bring a warm, comfortable jacket

This is the jacket I brought and it worked wonders. I basically lived in it over the weekend. Albeit, it will most likely get trashed so don’t get too attached.

2. Look good feel good, amirite?

You may call bullshit on this saying, but I beg to differ. There truly is something about appreciating your outfit and look that makes you forget you haven’t washed your hands in days and have dirt seeping into your pores. Bring some funky fresh gear to help jazz up your look and mood.

3. A hose shower is better than no shower

Pictured: me feelin' real good after a spigot shower. Regardless of the fact I added dirt to my hair every time I tried to rinse the shampoo out, the sheer mentality of getting clean automatically boosted my mood every day, and I swear I felt physically refreshed inside and out.

4. Bring extra toilet paper

First of all, the toilet paper provided in port-o-potties is one-ply and just doesn’t cut it. Second, they generally run out of toilet paper at one point or another. Third, nice TP serves as a great way to blow out all the dirt you’ll inevitably accumulate in your nose.


This is in all caps because I cannot express how grateful I am I brought massive amounts of all three substances. Every night my boyfriend and I would jug some Pedialyte, throw an Emergen-C packet in our mouths, and pop some Advil. When you’re partying in the heat and cold all day long, it’s pretty essential to boost your immune system and electrolytes as well as fight off the impending headache.

6. Bandanas or, better yet, a full blown face mask

Dust is everywhere. Breathing is important.

7. Bring some ~good vibes~

It’s easy to get down when you’re sunburnt, smelly, bloated, hungover and sleep deprived. Regardless, you’re at a dope music festival! The world is beautiful! You’re with people you love! Embrace the dirt and let yourself thrive (then sleep for 30 hours and go to the doctor once you get home).

LIB was a mind-blowing weekend, and even though I hate camping, it was an experience I highly recommend for music lovers and nature lovers to get down and dirty at. If you’re like me, prepare yourself both mentally and physically. Woogie oooonnn!

Cover Image Credit: Isabelle Roshko

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9 Reasons Crocs Are The Only Shoes You Need

Crocs have holes so your swag can breathe.

Do you have fond childhood objects that make you nostalgic just thinking about your favorite Barbie or sequenced purse? Well for me, its my navy Crocs. Those shoes put me through elementary school. I eventually wore them out so much that I had to say goodbye. I tried Airwalks and sandals, but nothing compared. Then on my senior trip in New York City, a four story Crocs store gleamed at me from across the street and I bought another pair of Navy Blue Crocs. The rest is history. I wear them every morning to the lake for practice and then throughout the day to help air out my soaking feet. I love my Crocs so much, that I was in shock when it became apparent to me that people don't feel the same. Here are nine reasons why you should just throw out all of your other shoes and settle on Crocs.

1. They are waterproof.

These bad boys can take on the wettest of water. Nobody is sure what they are made of, though. The debate is still out there on foam vs. rubber. You can wear these bad boys any place water may or may not be: to the lake for practice or to the club where all the thirsty boys are. But honestly who cares because they're buoyant and water proof. Raise the roof.

2. Your most reliable support system

There is a reason nurses and swimming instructors alike swear by Crocs. Comfort. Croc's clogs will make you feel like your are walking on a cloud of Laffy Taffy. They are wide enough that your toes are not squished, and the rubbery material forms perfectly around your foot. Added bonus: The holes let in a nice breeze while riding around on your Razor Scooter.

3. Insane durability

Have you ever been so angry you could throw a Croc 'cause same? Have you ever had a Croc bitten while wrestling a great white shark? Me too. Have you ever had your entire foot rolled like a fruit roll up but had your Crocs still intact? Also me. All I know is that Seal Team 6 may or may not have worn these shoes to find and kill Osama Bin Laden. Just sayin'.

4. Bling, bling, bling

Jibbitz, am I right?! These are basically they're own money in the industry of comfortable footwear. From Spongebob to Christmas to your favorite fossil, Jibbitz has it all. There's nothing more swag-tastic than pimped out crocs. Lady. Killer.

5. So many options

From the classic clog to fashionable sneakers, Crocs offer so many options that are just too good to pass up on. They have fur lined boots, wedges, sandals, loafers, Maryjane's, glow in the dark, Minion themed, and best of all, CAMO! Where did your feet go?!

6. Affordable

Crocs: $30

Feeling like a boss: Priceless

7. Two words: Adventure Straps

Because you know that when you move the strap from casual mode chillin' in the front to behind the heal, it's like using a shell on Mario Cart.

8. Crocs cares

Okay, but for real, Crocs is a great company because they have donated over 3 million pairs of crocs to people in need around the world. Move over Toms, the Croc is in the house.

9. Stylish AF

The boys will be coming for you like Steve Irwin.

Who cares what the haters say, right? Wear with pride, and go forth in style.

Cover Image Credit: Chicago Tribune

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From One Nerd To Another

My contemplation of the complexities between different forms of art.


Aside from reading Guy Harrison's guide to eliminating scientific ignorance called, "At Least Know This: Essential Science to Enhance Your Life" and, "The Breakthrough: Immunotherapy and the Race to Cure Cancer" by Charles Graeber, an informative and emotional historical account explaining the potential use of our own immune systems to cure cancer, I read articles and worked on my own writing in order to keep learning while enjoying my winter break back in December. I also took a trip to the Guggenheim Museum.

I wish I was artistic. Generally, I walk through museums in awe of what artists can do. The colors and dainty details simultaneously inspire me and remind me of what little talent I posses holding a paintbrush. Walking through the Guggenheim was no exception. Most of the pieces are done by Hilma af Klint, a 20th-century Swedish artist expressing her beliefs and curiosity about the universe through her abstract painting. I was mostly at the exhibit to appease my mom (a K - 8th-grade art teacher), but as we continued to look at each piece and read their descriptions, I slowly began to appreciate them and their underlying meanings.

I like writing that integrates symbols, double meanings, and metaphors into its message because I think that the best works of art are the ones that have to be sought after. If the writer simply tells you exactly what they were thinking and how their words should be interpreted, there's no room for imagination. An unpopular opinion in high school was that reading "The Scarlet Letter" by Nathaniel Hawthorne was fun. Well, I thought it was. At the beginning of the book, there's a scene where Hawthorne describes a wild rosebush that sits just outside of the community prison. As you read, you are free to decide whether it's an image of morality, the last taste of freedom and natural beauty for criminals walking toward their doom, or a symbol of the relationship between the Puritans with their prison-like expectations and Hester, the main character, who blossoms into herself throughout the novel. Whichever one you think it is doesn't matter, the point is that the rosebush can symbolize whatever you want it to. It's the same with paintings - they can be interpreted however you want them to be.

As we walked through the building, its spiral design leading us further and further upwards, we were able to catch glimpses of af Klint's life through the strokes of her brush. My favorite of her collections was one titled, "Evolution." As a science nerd myself, the idea that the story of our existence was being incorporated into art intrigued me. One piece represented the eras of geological time through her use of spirals and snails colored abstractly. She clued you into the story she was telling by using different colors and tones to represent different periods. It felt like reading "The Scarlet Letter" and my biology textbook at the same time. Maybe that sounds like the worst thing ever, but to me it was heaven. Art isn't just art and science isn't just science. Aspects of different studies coexist and join together to form something amazing that will speak to even the most untalented patron walking through the museum halls.

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