I feel like social media is currently bombarding me with images of cute girls in their cropped tops, allll the fringe, and flower crowns galore. Because Coachella, y'all.
I always get a little jealous of these girls, and their 20 year old abs. Not to mention, their ability to stay awake past 9pm, and the aforementioned fringe. When I start feeling TOO envious though, I take a minute to remember that I would actually HATE Coachella. It's loud, late, hot, dirty, and, again, CROP TOPS.
It DID get me thinking about what a MOM-chella might look like. Because I would be HERE FOR IT.
Location : Magnolia Silos with Chip and Joanna. Possibly a Target or Home Goods, if option A doesn't work out.
Attire : sweatpants or better yet, pajamas. Non-elastic waistbands prohibited.
Performances : Wilson Phillips, No Doubt, Backstreet Boys, NKOTB, or basically any 90's group that reminds us of high school, and makes us forget we are old (ish).
Food : Cupcakes. S'mores. Chocolate. WINE. (What's that? Wine isn't a food? At Momchella it is.)
Swag : Starbucks gift cards. Wine. Dyson Vacuum Cleaners. Unlimited Massages (of the non-creepy variety). More Cupcakes. A magical leprechaun that will fold all of our laundry. Forever.
This all seems completely possible and entirely reasonable. Now who's gonna let me borrow their fringe sweatpants?
P.S. If you're like me, and enjoy a good boho moment any time of year, here are a few of my current festival-y pieces to enjoy. Or at least to wear around your living room, while pretending you're at Coachella.