Every year I return from Coachella in the same condition. Sunburned, in need of a hydrating facial, dusty, tired, dehydrated, but still running on a high. Last night we returned home and I literally dropped my things, hit the shower and was in bed in less than 20 minutes. I don’t think I moved an inch all night. The first day of Coachella I slipped on this denim romper from Current/Elliott. The day started out on the calmer side. I met my pals Alicia Lund and Michelle Drewes at The Parker for some brunch (Norma’s donuts were most definitely on the table) and a Harper’s Bazaar pool party later on. We lounged, played bocce and soaked in the sun before the craziness of the festival ensued.