Festival Diary- I Get By With A Little Help From Mi-Pac

11:34:00 Sophia Rosemary 1 Comments

In the past few weeks I feel like I've been on more trains to and from London then I've spent time in my own bed. Virgin trains have well and truly become my second home and this Friday was no exception. However this time my trip down to London wasn't all work and no play! Oh no no, this Friday was all about having a little boogie, as the lovely folk from Mi-Pac invited me along to Love Box festival to have a drink, a dance and show off my best festival style. What a lovely way to see the weekend in, hey?

Now looking back through my blog over the last year, it's very much apparent I'm quite the festival expert if I do say so myself and it only feels like yesterday I was cleaning the Glastonbury mud off my Converse (sighs longingly). So when it comes to festival style I'd like to think I've got covered and then some! I've tried and tested so many different festival outfits and reported back to you on every single one over the past year, so that you can skip the hard work and make sure your outfits are always festival ready and field worthy. Aren't I good? But the one area I've never really spoken about in much detail is bags. And oh my, is an important one.

The number one aim at a festival is comfort (a million scantily clad ladies would disagree with me but hey, everyones different and the day you see me rocking a pair of sequin shorts is a day to remember/I've drank far too much gin). You want to be as light, easy and breezy as possible right? But by some cruel twist of fate the shopping list of essentials you need to carry around with you at all times is a lengthy one, subsequently making your easy and breezy hopes nothing more than a pipe dream. 

Just to prove it to you, here are my list of essentials: Sunglasses, purse, phone, hand sanitiser, tissues (lots of tissues), a portal battery charger (seriously though, are Ankor batteries called so because of how god damn heavy they are?), my camera, make up bag, hand cream and at least two cans of gin in a tin. Memo to me, this will not fit in to your most lovely, adorable, "it seemed like such a good idea at the time" basket bag! No matter how hard I try.

The key to ease is this simple; BUY A BACKPACK. I know backpacks can come with the preppy stigma that you might not think fits in with your festival aesthetic but brands like Mi-Pac have changed that around with adorable designs just asking to be worn with you're best festival outfit. And anyway, who ever said preppy was a bad thing?

My Mi-Pac of choose was The Classic in camel canvas and faux suede. The great thing about these little beauties is their super duper light weight and the straps are soft so no matter how much you cram into them, they STILL feel comfortable and they don't dig into your shoulders. Hallelujah! Plus let's not forget their biggest selling point... You'll actually have hands free! So you have the luxury to boogie on down to your favourite band with a paper cup full of wonderfully cold cider in one hand and your camera in the other. Amen to that.

I grabbed "preppy" by the horns with my Love Box outfit and teamed my bag with some girly, ditsy print floral flippy shorts from Glamorous and an adorable croissant themed graphic tee from Ganni (it was actually Bastille Day on Friday so I felt this compulsory) and I finished off my look as ever with my trusty Converse which like myself, are now festival pros. My mission to be as comfortable as possible was complete. 

If you're heading to any festivals this season and you'd like to heed my advice, you can shop the full range of Mi-Pac bags via their website below:

Happy (and hands free) festivalling,
Sophia x

What I wore; Bag- Mi-Pac Classic, Graphic T-Shirt- Ganni, Floral Ditsy Print Shorts- Glamorous

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Do You Believe In Rock N Roll?

15:35:00 Sophia Rosemary 5 Comments

In the past two weeks I feel like I've taken a major trip down musical memory lane. I've been lucky enough to catch some of my favourite bands perform some of my all time favourite songs I would listen to on repeat as a teen. From hearing The Flaming Lips performing The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song, to weeping as The Killers go into the introduction of Glamorous Indie Rock N Roll, to just the other day when I chanted along to Arcade Fire, who ended their Castlefield Bowl set with Wake Up and Neon Bible. Hearing these songs has given me a serious twinge of guilt that maybe I'd forgotten just how much I loved them and just how important they were to me in times gone by. It's got me reflecting back on some of the most important, character building years of my life and so I thought I'd discuss how vital the music you listen to growing up can not only shape who you become, but led the way into how our personal style develops and evolves.

You see the thing is, as many of you who read my blog regularly will know, I go very heavy on the girl love albeit because it's close to me heart and with 90% of my followers being young women I think it's vastly important to continuously discuss the ideology of women supporting women HOWEVER, I feel it's time to show the boys a bit of adoration. There are after all hundreds of boys who have inevitably guided me through life and accompanied/comforted me through my adolescence, all of which some how group together to form some of my all time favourite bands. From Morrisey, to Alex Turner, George Harrison to Julian Casablancas and Bob Dylan and of course David Bowie, they are the heroes I so willingly place on a pedestal. Who's words continue to awe and inspire me and who's style has subsequently influenced my own.

It's no secret music is as important to me as fashion, with every one of my blog titles coming from some of my favourite song lyrics (yes, that's right this title is American Pie because that song should be everyone's guilty pleasure as far as I'm concerned) but I can't help but feel like as I grow older music has taken some what of a back seat in my life and as far as new music is concerned I just don't have the time like I did as a teen. Years ago I would hide myself away in my room and play my favourite songs on repeat for hours, now music is resigned mainly to my headphones whenever I'm on the move, whether that's my train journey into work, shopping, mooching around town or (and less frequently) aimless weekend walks. I used to wonder when I was younger why it seemed like "adults" sort of froze in time with their music taste. Never listening to anything new instead opting for whatever bands they loved growing up. I never understood it fully until now when I find certain songs transport me right back to a certain time, place or situation in my life and I filled with the overwhelming sense of nostalgia you just don't/can't experience as a teen. Those songs make me smile, like old friends you drift apart from but always keep close to your heart.

No one ever tells you this but the bands/artists you listen to growing up are solely responsible for moulding you into the person you become in later life. Maybe no one really tells you this because you'd overthink it and choose more wisely. Maybe if I'd narrowly avoided my love for Punk Pop I wouldn't be left with two giant scars on my face from lip rings but then I'd also have missed out on some of the best gigs of my life. Scars are just a small price to pay if you ask me. Or maybe if I hadn't become so obsessed with The Velvet Underground, I wouldn't have discovered The Factory and Edie Sedgwick, Then maybe I'd never have INSISTED I wanted a pixie cut only to spend the next two years of my life growing it out, but then I wouldn't have fallen in love with sixties styles and sometimes in life you have to just learn hair lessons the hard way. No one also ever tells you that the bands you listen to as a teenager will stay with you your entire life. Whether your music taste changes or you eventually loose interest, at some point in your life you will hear one of their songs, you'll adore it as much as you did when you were fifteen and wonder why you'd left it so long. The music I listen to when I feel sad is more often then not the music I've been repeatedly listening to for years, the music which is the most familiar and the most comforting. Arctic Monkey B-Sides, The Mystery Jets, MGMT, The Thrills, Hot Hot Heat, Phoenix, Band Of Horses and erm, well... Elton John are always high on my happy music playlist... Random mix I know). 

And if I could ever give you one good piece of music related advise it would be go and see as many bands as you possibly can. All those bands which you absolutely adore right now, go and get a ticket immediately! Before they sell out, before they start playing stadiums and tickets become gold dust or worse, before they break up. I'm telling you now, you know how they say nothing haunts you like the clothes you didn't buy? Well nothing haunts you like the bands you didn't see either. Albert Hammond Jr at The Night And Day Cafe... Why did I not go?! WHY?

Although new music has reluctantly taken a step back on my priority list, my all time favourite bands remain a constant in my life and a pivotal factor in my personal style. Lets get one thing straight now, if The Strokes hadn't happened would I still live in high top Converse? Probably not and isn't that a scary notion? To this day I will still google Julian Casablancas and draw inspiration from some of his quintessential early noughtie's "indie boy" outfits. Stone washed, frayed jeans, a slogan tee, a worn biker jacket and scruffy high tops... A class Strokes look which inevitably became my uniform. Another style hero for me (which I've mentioned on multiple occasions) is George Harrison, he's style forever bordered on effortlessly cool and painfully geeky. Pristine indigo denim flared jeans, dungarees, bright white sneakers and enviable mandarin collared shirts. George is an unknowing style genius. Completely unpretentious and everything my style aspires to be (he's cost me unthinkable amounts of money in vintage shopping). The only other man I feel is a serious contender with George for my number one style inspiration is Alex Turner. He's the complete opposite end of the spectrum from George Harrison with style that's completely thought out, staged and sometimes edging on a touch contrived (I winced as I said that). But is that not one of the joys of fashion, it's effectively dress up right? You can become whoever you want and completely transform peoples opinions of you based on an outfit. Alex Turner is the master of this... Plus he probably has THE most amazing collection of leather jackets owned by any one human being. And lets not even start talking about Bowie, I think I've bored you guys enough in the past with how much he's has and always will inspire me.

You really just don't realise it when you're  a teenager but those musical decisions you make subconsciously are some of the most important choices in your life. They will inadvertently make a huge impact on the friends you keep, the bars/clubs/venues you hang out in, the films you watch and the opinions you hold. Hindsight is a wonderful thing and looking back on my musical taste in hindsight is ever more amazing. It's made me feel to thankful to have had it around and appreciate as much today as I did ten years ago. So this post really does go out to and is solely for the wonderful, wonderful boys in the band...

Sophia x

Outfit- Bob Dylan Slogan Tee- Fan Club Clothing, Floral Midi Skirt- Vintage (see alternative options below), Sunglasses- Celine Preppy from The Sunglasses Shop, Shoes- All Star Converse, Lipstick- Nars Velvet Matte Pencil in Cruella.





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