Babysitting at Coachella??!
Image of me with my laminated 24mm Café sign—you’re fav sigh girl
A classic Coachella moment—friends, festival fits, and one very photogenic rainbow installation.
This dreamy little ice cream cart at Coachella kept me cool and sugared-up in the heat
35mm flash Photo Booth at Coachella
Babysitting at Coachella??
Still not sure what chapter of life I’m in, but apparently it’s the one where I’m a chaperone at Coachella. Babysitting… but make indie.
So here’s what went down:
My chosen family—aka the people I’ve known since birth but am not technically related to—needed someone to take my niece and her sister to Coachella in exchange for a free ticket. What’s better than vibing with your favorite little humans at a music festival?? Absolutely nothing.
I got the official “yes” to be their chaperone two days before the fest.
Naturally, I took it as a sign to turn this into a lil marketing moment for my traveling pop-up café, 24mm Cafe. So I printed a poster, laminated it like and brought it with me.
Here’s the gag:
When I started asking people to pose with it, not one single person said no. I even got a DM after the festival asking to collab on a pop-up. Like… is this marketing? Networking? Magic? Who’s to say.
Babysitting Duties:
Being surrounded by that many drunk strangers while in charge of a child? Nerve-wracking.
But my niece tapped out around 9 PM and got picked up by her dad, so I could officially clock out of helicopter-mom mode.
Midday crash: me and the girls recharging
Festival faves this year?
Charli XCX (duh, 1000/10)
Yeat (chaotic in the best way)
Clairo (been dying to see her live for years)
Green Day (nostalgia hit like a freight train)
Benson Boone (unexpectedly elite)
Also:
Shoutout to the grilled cheese gods at New School for reviving me after 12 hours on my feet.
And to the adorable little ice cream cart that kept me sane and sugared-up.
Full-circle moment alert:
I started making YouTube videos at 13, dreaming about going to festivals like this for free. Turns out, I didn’t need a brand deal.I just needed to be a good auntie with a laminated sign.
The moment my laminated sign became a low-key social experiment