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REVIEW: MORNING GLORYVILLE, SOUTH LONDON
It’s Tuesday morning, 7:30 a.m., and I’m throwing shapes at the legendary dance venue, Ministry of Sound. Yes that’s right, not winding down at the end of an epic Saturday night dance marathon, but instead joining the smooth-grooving, peace-loving dance tribe that is Morning Gloryville; a conscious-clubbing, breakfast-time, pre-work rave.…
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Bestival 2015: A Festival with The Dance Off Day 4: The No Pants Dance
The last live day. Coffee laced with vodka anyone? Coconut water and rum? Carlsberg? I felt we were beginning to clutch at straws…..yummy, thirst quenching straws. I borrowed some Daisy Dukes from Oopsy-Daisy, the awesome hillbilly duo whom I’m pretty sure were blood relatives and hiding multiple kids in their…
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Bestival 2015: A Festival with The Dance Off Day 3 – Hillbilly Hoedown
“Good morning. Stella for brekkie?” “Let’s pop in a apple for one of our 5-a-day.” Refueled? Run to the venue, roll down some big ass hills and take the skin of our asses. All without spilling a beer. I was pretty successful until I got up and ran into the…
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Bestival 2015: A Festival with The Dance Off: Day 2 Fresh as a Daisy Duke
After waking up feeling a million dollars, checking out the whole site and even participating in some invigorating yoga I was ready to be sister Ass-Pan and join my hillbilly daughters, sisters, aunts, uncles, mothers brothers. We headed down to Dada, blacked out our teeth with yummy black paint and…
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Bestival 2015: A Festival with The Dance Off – Day 1 Initiation
My name is Aspen and I am a festival virgin. Well actually that’s a total lie. I WAS a festival virgin. This year that all changed as I ended up living the festie life at a none other than six of these bad boys, basically on the trot. At the first…
