“Marry me!” yelled an admirer of Paloma Faith, on stage last night on day two of the Larmer Tree Festival.
“What do you look like?” she replied in her little girl voice, peering into the crowd. “Oh quite handsome. What do you do?…A student? Oh dear. Come back when you’ve graduated.” Moving back from the crowd and flinging off her white stole, she added: “I’m not a gold digger. I don’t want you to be intimidated by my success.”
Charming and entertaining as well as good tunes, she glittered in a sparkly blue dress, all womanly curves. Add the white fur and flowing red hair and – a thought struck chronicler Pete – “It’s like watching Jessica Rabbit.”
She dedicated a song to hers and other people’s curves. Giving the finger – or the wiggling bum – to the red top media who have commented on her so-called weight. No complaints from the crowd or the marriage-proposing student.
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So – day of firsts for me, chronicler Louisa:
1. First time at a full-on mud-fest. It’s like wading through chocolate.
2. First time in the ‘pit’ with proper press photographers.
3. First time it took so long to put up the tent (see point one) that Paloma Faith was the only thing I saw on my first day here. #Epicfestivalfail. We’ll never speak of it again.
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