I wore four shirts to our SXSW festivities on Saturday, a down jacket, an insulated hat and two pairs of long johns and it still was so COLD! I felt so bad for the out of town guests that only brought tank tops. Completely dragging ass Saturday morning, Mr. D and I made it to THE show just in time to completely MISS Balmorhea. I’m still a little depressed. We ended up over at the MXTX (MESS WITH TEXAS) party where I scored a ride on a Harley – no joke! Amazing. I got up to 60 MPH and had to get off. I got a photo. I was happy. Managed to catch, HOLY F*CK and hot damn are they a fun group to watch. Totally wacked out music, loved it. After a full fledged surrender to the alternate reality that became my SXSW, I thought it was only fitting. I leave you with some photos from the rest of my trip. Super saturated, vibrant colour from the trailer at the back of Liberty. Of course I had to take some photos. Like a moth to a flame . . . that colour will get me everytime.