Hinterland Homecoming
Dear Girls,
The time is finally upon to begin our journey to Hinterland, a far off dream that is now right in front of our faces. I am excited to embark on the trip to the middle of NoWhere, America to see a bunch of artists only 20% of Americans know. How cool are we!
I am very very excited to film episode 2 of our knock off of Love Island, the Villa 2. We have new characters to introduce and people who are born to perform involved. Watching those videos really brings me joy because we all just seem so happy and confident. So let’s bring that energy back.
I also am excited to be around people that help my brain to turn on and operate at a higher function. Which are you lovely people that I adore and miss often.
Anyways, what is everyone wearing this weekend?! I just got some of the cutest outfits at these 2 resale places in lower Greenville. I’m feeling pretty excited. I will try to post them later this week!
Im also super nervous that Chapelle won’t dress up in a super slay fit and just be chill and i just- would simply die if she was in a t shirt. So fingers crossed I will survive the weekend.
And I think we are so smart for get an airbnb so that all the babies (grown adult people) we have decided to bring as a plus one will have somewhere to take their naps and eat. I know my big baby would very moody and have big stinky bobo if we didn't do that so I am even more excited.
Anyways! Ta-ta! Love you! See you soon!
VTY,
Grace
Dear Grace,
I cannot believe Hinterland is here already. In less than a week! I am excited but, truth be told, it is often hard for me to be purely, 100% excited about events as involved as this one. My brain tells me that it will be tedious and stressful and it probably will be (my plane leaves at 6:50 AM), but I have faith that it will also be exciting and fun. Sometimes being hot and sticky makes for the most enduring memories.
Do you remember when you, Avery, my sister and I went to New Mexico and met that eccentric woman Joesphine who held us hostage in Starbucks as she recounted how she was medically kidnapped and trapped in the men’s section of the detention facility because the name on her ID was “Jo” and how if we hold our phones too close to our ovaries we would be made barren? I am excited to see what interesting characters we might encounter in Iowa.
I am also excited to get to spend extended time with all of you, which I haven’t really done before. I don’t know how much the readers know of our history but, unlike all of you, who grew up together, I was an extremely late addition to the group during senior year of highschool. Sure, we had some sleepovers and hangouts before leaving for college, but I don’t share many of your memories. Actually, I think that much of our relationship has been built with words, through our long-enduring group chat, so needless to say I am excited to create this memory with all of you in the flesh.
I can’t explain to you how excited I am that we got an AirBnB. As I have gotten older I have also become more high maintenance, though I prefer to term it “selective,” and will go out of my way for convenience and comfort. I am the baby!
As for clothing, I am still curating, but the theme seems to be leaning towards Blasphemous Cowboy Widow.
See you soon ;)
Mackenzie
Hello women of VTY,
Kenzie I am overjoyed to hear you’ve branded the theme as Blasphemous Cowboy Widow. Time to put my rainbow of cowboy boots to work.
I’m a little stressed. I cycle between self-induced hermitage and the velocity of Lady Gaga’s “bus. Club. nother club. Bus. no sleep.” When I’m on one side of the pendulum swing I wish nothing more than to slow down. When I finally do stall out, I’m anxious and desperate for the next set of shenanigans. I would love it if I could strike a balance. Maybe when my brain finishes developing I’ll achieve that. I also have a fresh anxiety around travel. I used to be fearless about airplanes. Now I’m white knuckle from takeoff to landing. Is that part of getting older? Is it normal? Have airplanes gotten worse to anyone else?
I have put minimal thought into my outfits. I’ve been consumed with spectating the Olympics. My wardrobe consists of my (fabulous) work outfits and nothing really festival-y. Silky button down and slacks don’t really scream Iowa countryside. I’m sure I can figure something out.
Dear readers, I hope you are excited about The Villa Part 2! I will never forget our mostly collective brain cells rotting while we binged Love Island UK season 3 five years ago. I think our Iowan villa, replete with a bunk room and pickleball court, sets the perfect stage for a weekend of tomfoolery and hooliganism.
See you all Friday!
Very truly yours,
Julianne
FOR CONTEXT, WE ARE NOW IN HINTERLAND vvv
Heyyyyyyyyy girls,
So 1st day Hinterland truly was a time. I’ll say for certain mistakes were made. We decided to arrive in the afternoon, which to be sure was tough as everyone else decided to also arrive then. So basically claire kenzie and I sat in the car for an hour trying to travel about 100 yards to the parking lot. It was stressful and disorganized and the check in line was also a billion yards long and it was once again very hot and they didn’t allow outside water in which was wild.
Once inside we fought out way through a crowd to claim a little patch of shade in the center bowl mercifully granted by a tree in the sun’s path. Spirits were still high though, and claire kenzie and I waited for about an hour before the others shows- down one husband who gave up on wanting to come and dropped them off on the other side of the highway to walk to the grounds. Safe to say they had a worse time than us getting there- BUT once we were reunited it was pretty fun! Very crowded, very hot, but we were slaying and Daddy Hozier was absolutely fabulous. We also saw a group of 40 years old start bumpin a gallon bag of coke but that’s neither here nor there.
Also, post-day one Reddit went crazyyy though. Please do yourselves a favor and read for a good time! The fear of god was instilled in us after Friday, but on Saturday Claire, Julianne, and I braved the festival again and actually had a wonderful, amazing day. Parked instantly, got into the festival no problem, and had such an good time! Felt rich and famous in the GA+ section and ate a shit ton of fried food.
Thoughts and prayers for Chappell today though I am genuinely terrified of all these gays.
Love,
Avery Rudd