Like an opium den of self indulgence, people come to the Henna Harem to experiment, to mark, to symbolise and celebrate. They wait, they stay, they laugh and then leave with a beautiful stain, a strong memory and a few new friends.
After years earning its endearing side name of “splendour in the mud”, this years epic event looks set for clear skies.
This year we’ll be hanging out in the badass back corner of the festival near the bonfire, the drive-in and the MixUp Stage.
