Justice served.

While I was being hydrated via a bag of water, a tube, and a needle... My fellow coachella Peers enjoyed the last day, and the last hours of the music festival going crazy to the one and Only; Justice.




Oh, well.

I know most everyone was extremely jealous of the almost 6 foot tall chick who paraded through the desert outfitted in an electric color of turquoise, head- to- toe, whose arms alongside the coachella wristbands, were decorated with hopital wristbands and a handful of packaged graham crackers compliments of the Palm Springs JFK Emergency Room.

At least I got to hang out in a really breezy, large pair of turquoise scrubs.