Vampire Diaries Sensory Overload – Wall of Secrets Edition

So I’ve been at WOMADelaide all weekend, a world music and dance festival that Adelaide, Australia hosts.

It’s a time to unleash your inner hippie…

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… and do crazy stuff like reveal your innermost secrets in the Tawdry Heartburn Manic Cures hutt (you think I’m making up that name? I’m not making up that name ;))

The Tawdry system kind of works like the Post Secret blog, only instead of sending in a postcard with a confession, regret or thing unsaid, you type away on zany, antique typewriters in the hutt on parchment…

 

My friend Julia Phipps can keep a secret. Can you? 😉

…pop your secret in a special box…

… and then later your little parchment joins the massive Wall of Secrets.

The thing that struck me was how so many random secrets could be related back to The Vampire Diaries.

Let’s take a look, shall we ? It’ll be pretty obvious which secret is mine to regular Spidey readers 😉

Mixtape – Joanna Newsom

For all the Vampire Diaries fans out there, don’t worry, I have a FOUR PARTER Damon mixtape in the pipeline that I’m gonna unleash next week.

But if you’ve been following my blog, I haven’t had the time to put the finishing touches on that yet because I’ve been running around like a madwoman at the amazing WOMADelaide festival!

There was an actual Spidey Sense moment last night!

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The singer I had been dying to see, USA’s Joanna Newsom…

…discovered what a lot of outside artists discover when they come to Australia for open air concerts – our bug issue!

WOMADelaide: Anatomy of a henna makeover

All in the name of serious journalism, my friend Ryneisha Bollard who’s been helping me cover WOMADelaide for the festival’s blog got a henna tattoo done.

I was seriously impressed by the henna artist, who I clocked and took 1min and 43 seconds to draw up an amazing design…

WOMADelaide: Otherworldly or all-worldly?

WOMADelaide is an awesome Adelaide arts event that all of you lovely international people reading this blog may or may not have heard of.

It is a celebration of world music, arts, and dance, and acts from all across the globe converge on Adelaide for three and a half days of unleashing your inner hippie.

I have been keeping a hippie hairdo/hair count. Currently there have been 20 dreadlocked folks (18 men, 2 women), five women with armpits hairier than the men around them, seven mohawks (jealous Puck?) and two people with cornrows.

I’ve also been taking random happy snaps and blogging about WOMAD with my pals Ryneisha Bollard and Julia Phipps. I wish you could all be here, but if you can’t, here is what we wrote about the general WOMAD experience, plus loads of pictures mixed in for good measure 😉

WOMADelaide: Otherwordly or all-worldly?

It’s like wandering into different world, one made up of many worlds, and into a time where hippie values of free love, peace and community reign supreme. WOMAD hits you like a kaleidoscopic brick of music, arts and dance, and leaves its mark on you like the henna tattoos we’ve seen being sported around by various bodily appendages.

WOMAD is all about the atmosphere. Its personality is as strong as the Epsom Salts you can get from its Healing Village. This is the first time that all three of us bloggers have been to WOMAD. One thing we’ve heard from lots of people who’ve attended for years is that each WOMAD is distinctive for that year; each WOMAD has a unique character, and its own individual collection of memories and vignettes, its own quirks and idiosyncrasies.

So how to describe this year’s WOMAD?