The Guardian festival blog: Splendour in the Grass review – a distinctly pure kind of joy | Music

Camping in a field for four days strips away the usual social boundaries around showering and hair-washing and outfit-repeating. Over the course of my festival-going years, that permissiveness has morphed from “Hey, gumboots are ugly but practical and they look kinda cute with knee socks!” to “I can wear everything and anything I want!”

The latest way this is manifesting at music festivals, apart from plenty of pantslessness, is glitter, and lots of it.

Environmental concerns aside, glitter is a genuinely beautiful thing, a performative expression of joy that says, “Look how much fun I am having, how much fun I am, how much I don’t care what this is going to do to my bedsheets”. Girls want to wear bras as tops and see-through pants and coat themselves in glitter and overpriced, Rihanna-endorsed mica, or wear stupendously hideous vintage overalls. Boys want to coat themselves in glitter too – and rub it through…


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