Of course, anything and everything goes at Glastonbury. The wardrobe stakes are not high. And thank goodness for that.
Wedding dresses were big this year...
I coveted these silver Hunters:
Gold Man - a friend of a friend:
Evening wear (or just wench-wear?):
I like the cut of his jib:
Tuesday, 14 July 2009
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