Festival schmestival. The party scene that's emerged and evolved around the Coachella Music Fest has gotten nearly as huge and musically plentiful as the main event. This year, our Weekend 1 RSVP list consisted of no less than a dozen big-branded DJ-driven, swag-soaked soirees.
Did we make it to all of them? Of course not. But after hitting up about half, it was clear we'd seen all we needed to, at least when it came to the party peep heap. Indeed, Coachella parties always seem to have “types” you start to run into again and again, so much so that we often have to ask the scenesters we snap and rap with, “Did I meet you earlier?”
Here the Top 10 Types we got toasted with under the Palm Springs sun this weekend (at the Revolver/Dub Frequency/Club Called Rhonda Party at the Ace Hotel, the Armani Exchange Neon Carnival, Jeremy Scott's Adidas Party at the Frank Sinatra House, the Guess Party at the Viceroy and the Hard Rock Lounge at Zoso Hotel).
10. THE WRISTBAND WRANGLER
Wristband collecting can be a fun chronicle of where you've been and what you've done,
but for many it's not about “fun” at all. Paper-covered wrists are all about showing how fabulously connected they are. Here's the breakdown: 1-2= I'm cool. 3-4= I'm really cool. 5-6= I'm TOO cool. Add an actual Coachella wristband (VIP or all access) to any of the above and you're the party animal money honey. (Rebel that we are, we took off our wristbands after each party).
9. THE FLOWER GIRLS
Once again, fashionable females got the mysterious Coachella headwear memo… and it was all about blooms this year. Past years it's been floppy hats, Indian head-dresses and feathers, plus the ubiquitous forehead wrappings (hippie headbands and /or sporty bandanas). This weekend, mother naturey floral garlands sprouted like weeds.
8. THE INSTA-MA'AMS
We're all guilty of documenting our Coachella experiences a lot — on and off the field — via social media and we have no patience for pals who seemed to be annoyed by it this weekend. You love music, your friends love music, so more than a likely a lot of them were in the desert and sharing…deal with it. But some gals and guys take it a little too far, snapping the party all night rather than actually enjoying it.
7. THE POOL BROS
You know, those brochella boys who stay in the pool the ENTIRE party, hands bobbing, beer in hand? They make us think of three things: pee, pruney skin and shrinkage.
6. THAT ONE GUY WHO JUMPS IN THE POOL ALONE AT THE LATE NIGHT PARTY
No one cares…. except us, obviously.
5. THE BIKINI BABES
Every party needs its half-naked hotties. No hate for our sexy sisters who got it and flaunt it either. One note: if you're confident enough to rock really skimpy swimwear, then we think you want attention. Don't be surprised when someone asks to take your picture. Be like these awesome gals and work it.
4. THE SWAG-SNAGGER
There's free stuff everywhere at Coachella-related events but some go a bit overboard on the freebie hoarding, toting about so many bags and goodies they can't actually party. At Neon Carnival, it was all about stuffed animals and free tees. At Hard Rock, it was big hats, metallic skirts (by Misguided), razors and Clearisil. At the Guess bash it was towels, sunglasses, fanny packs, water guns, fans, sun screen… it was a lot to carry. But we aint complainin.'
3. THE OK PLAYER
Free booze means drunk dames and there is ALWAYS a guy there — especially on the dance floor — to vulture in.
2. THE HIGH FLYER
This much partying is possible without any kind of substances to keep you awake (we know, because that's how we roll). But apparently, it's a lot more fun when you're roll-ing.
1. THE DECK WRECKERS
We can't do a Coachella party list without mentioning the DJs who set the scene with their magical sound mixtures. We heard some amazing beats this weekend, but by the fifth or so bash, we got tired of the formula: hip-hop with dub-steppy cuts. It was all kinda like this: chanty chorus, mega-mixed hook and bang, into Skrillex-y sputters and breaks. No old school, no 80s, no disco or rock blends….boring. By the time we hit the Hard Rock Lounge and caught Fool's Gold (our fave set of the weekend), spinning Grace Jones' “Pull Up To The Bumper,” we were so stoked to hear a classic, we were ready to put down the camera for a bit and be like the party people above. Well some of 'em. Till next weekend…