Out of control is the only phrase I can think of to describe Sunday at Coachella. Tool AND Madonna were both set to perform... which made the polo field a madhouse. The place was chock full of shirtless faggots and angry heteros. All I cared about was grabbing a baked potato from Señor Corn, but Señor Corn didn’t plan on so many people purchasing potatoes so they ran out early. Those dumbasses. At least I did witness the spectacle that was Madonna, but it was Scissors Sisters who stole the show for me. It was a nice surprise to see Jake Shears’ hair was no longer orange...
Puff Puff Poon! Always a fucking lady, Sad Girl taking a swig of her oh-so-butch brewski in the backseat of Betina.
Des looks so thrilled to have a very partied/passed out Gallegos cat napping on her.
Coachella Tucson bitches – Whip, Des, Sad Girl.
Another Coachella Tucson bitches shot... this time with two more drunkenards – Pea, Gallegos, Whip, Sad Girl, Des. ***Please note that Sad Girl thought she was at work on the big pink boat over on Golf Links Road.
Gorgeous fabulous ladies calm collective Des & intoxicated Gallegos WERKing the walk to the festival.
The flattened rattle snake we had the displeasure of coming across on the walk from the truck.
Random Coachella Guy Picture #7: Short wearing nice legs dude who smiled at Whip.
The HOs were definitely in the muthafuckin’ house at Coachella – Pea, Sad Girl, Woods, Des, Gallegos, Whip.
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