In between squelching through the mud and moshing to the music at Glastonbury this weekend, British beauty Tali Lennox was busy writing her festival diary exclusively for this very site. What excitement! So following on from Part One, here's the latest installment in Tali's Glasto tale...
Tali in Topshop dungarees and Lacoste polo shirt
On Friday morning, I wake up after having by far the best sleep I have every had at a festival! We head out to get some breakfast and l go to explore the fields, walking through The Park, Dance Village and the Healing Fields. I bump into friends who are heading to the Pyramid stage to watch Wu Tang Clan so, obviously, join them. The performance is great with spirits and energy high, boosted by the vast crowds of people that were there simply to have a good time and enjoy the music.
After the set, we get a drink at the Love Farm before heading back to Dance Village to watch Jamie XX's DJ set, bumping into some model friends I know from London along the way. I realise that I keep switching from group to group, which usually happens at festivals as you always want to venture to see different bands and places - it all adds to the fun of the unexpected adventures!
We go to see Example play at the John Peel stage and then Primal Scream before heading up to Shangri-La. The walk takes a good hour and I am loving my Lacoste parka coat which is super cosy and stylish. By the time we get there, it's pretty late and the energy of the crowd is starting to kick off - everywhere you look is an often bizarre and hilarious scenario, from festival goers rolling around covered in mud, to marquees with modern dancers dressed in strange snake-like costumes, fire blowers, and huge sets of old hotels and dinosaur structures, each square meter seems to bring another realm.
We go inside some of the indoor parties playing dub step and drum and bass, and then find another playing disco music and jump onstage with a group of drag queens and sand clad performers. In our wellies, mud and parkas we don’t fit in with their sparkling ensembles but in keeping with the friendly Glasto vibe, they’re happy for us to be up there and to dance with us!
When we head into Arcadia and Block 9, I feel like I’ve stepped inside a set of Die Hard, but with lots of mud! After much dancing, we find a set up of a half-closed artificial elevator and sit in there for a while, scaring festival goers outside who wouldn’t expect people to be squished up inside, but then get told to leave our sheltered spot who say it's only for looks and not for use.
The sun begins to come up at this point and I make the long walk back to the tipi to get some well needed rest.
Stay tuned to Grazia Daily as we bring you more from Tali's Glastonbury diary and don't forget to check out her Twitter feed at @xtalilennox