Port Eliot in Cornwall is my absolute favourite-est festival. Last year I was invited down by my friends at Bumble + Bumble, who had a fantastic tent set up to give festival goers wonderful hairstyles throughout the weekend. Lovely Stephen Jones, milliner extraordinaire was also on site with Bumble and I was lucky enough to get a headpiece style by him, with a hair look to match. (The story is here.)
Wearing my Stephen Jones veil, very late at night.
Outside of hair styling, we did the usual festival things: eat, drink, dance, listen, talk, watch…all in the glorious surroundings of the Port Eliot estate.
My Boden bunting always comes out at festivals; apart from being pretty, it’s extremely handy for identifying your identical yurt.
There’s always a fashion side to Port Eliot, curated by Sarah Mower of the British Fashion Council. Simone Rocha was the star turn last year.
Delicious Sipsmith cocktails.
It doesn’t matter where the festival happens: there will always be nachos. Thank goodness.
This is the only festival I have ever been to and, I suspect the only one on planet earth, where there is an orangery with a pop-up restaurant. A Fortnum’s restaurant to be precise. Serving avocado on toast. Bliss.
A tea van: how civilised.
The literary talks are always highlight and last year William Dalrymple was mesmerising.
As with all festivals, it’s the unexpected things you came across when pottering around that are always brilliant. We stopped to listen to this band.
Mmmmmmm a knickerbocker glory for lunch with my friends from Bumble & Bumble.
I long for transport like this.
An entrance in the cake competition: Miss Haversham’s wedding cake.
Imagine our joy when we discovered the cheese picnic stall.
Of course there was dancing too, in a marquee late at night down by the river, fuelled by high spirits and vodka.
Hannah and I were guests of Bumble + Bumble at Port Eliot 2014.