Reading festival is my festival. It was the first festival I attended, for the day, in 2010. It was the first festival I camped at for the weekend in 2012. And since then, I’ve gone every year. I’ve done the camping thing, I’ve done the day thing, I’ve done the toilets, the food and the “where the ever loving HELL is my tent?!”
I love Reading. The acts are always incredible, I’ve made so many memories there, and the happiest moments of my entire life have been spent there. But I will not go back next year.
There are few things that empower women as much having smooth legs. I’m not sure why this ridiculous notion that women must be completely hairless is pushed onto society, and drummed into our heads from an early age, but regardless of that, it feels really freaking amazing to be able to show off your legs in the sunshine.