I’m not really the camping type. I like my mod cons, the absence of wildlife pawing at my tent in the early hours and the ability to visit the W.C. without a long queue in front of me. I’m getting on and the last thing I need is an extended wait, in the cold, with nature calling my bladder’s name.
But I heard that Vintage@Goodwood was a totally different festival experience – great music, film, art, fashion and design all rolled together to celebrate five decades of British brilliance. There were incredible acts to look forward to, vintage emporiums to rummage through and the blessing of fully plumbed toilets.
So last Saturday, I packed up my camera, stowed away my wellies and gathered up a lovely friend to enjoy it all with. Petra packed flip flops and a small umbrella. Obviously we are well versed in the art of festival going. Well Petra is, but she was nursing a hangover so her judgment was clouded. I just knew this would be the perfect opportunity to people watch and capture it all on camera. I wasn’t disappointed.
From the walk through the fairy light lit woods, to the red carpet entrance, the British High Street in the middle of a field, the glorious festival food, the wonderful music, the vintage stalls, the music tents celebrating 5 decades of music, the travelling vintage cinema, the create your own y-front purse, the funk music flowing from the tent as you walk to the roller disco, the line of retro caravans and the throw-back fairground rides, Vintage@Goodwood was a total success for me.
But what I really loved, what really impressed me were the people. There was such a great atmosphere filled with festival-goers who represented the decades they loved with such flair and fun. I’m talking fully paid up members of the camping club, who still managed a pair of stilletto heels, a flash of red lipstick and perfectly styled hair. The attention to detail was incredible – everywhere you looked someone was dolled up to look like a land girl, a rock and roller from the 50s, or a funky 60s siren, through to the flares of 70s disco or the overflow of accessories for an 80s outfit.
These people made serious effort and looked great – stand out fantastic. I think, maybe, those people were the greatest success of Vintage 2010. I’ll be back next year. I don’t know what decade I’ll go for, but I may even camp.
What was your favourite part of Vintage this year?