The ladies of Ultra Music Festival 2013
By Kat Bein
Damn, Ultra Music Festival is a mad house. Everywhere you look, it's neon titties, the bottom half of asses or some kind of sexy rabbit hoppin' around with a lollipop in her cheek. Only a special kind of woman can brave the downtown Miami masses for three days, and maybe even six. It takes guts, chutzpah, but not a whole lot of clothing. Here are some of the ladies spotted at this year's Ultra Music Festival in Miami.
This girl leaves the weed pasties and glitter sticks at home. She'd rather shock you with her wild sense of humor and make you think. But that doesn't mean she can't party. On the contrary, she's one badass motherfucker, and she'll drink you under the table. She's here to see acts like Crystal Castles and Borgore and other dark, edgy shit no mere bro can handle without a license to ill. What she can't stand is all you drunk assholes wandering around, unable to handle your drugs and beers. Fucking babies.
America Fuck Yeah!
A big part of UMF is the parade of flags, not that it's an organized aspect of the festivities, but basically everyone reps their home country, even those of us who didn't have to bother with customs to be here. In fact, Americans like to show off the most. That's why these proud suffragettes adorn their whole bodies in Americana. Damn, Betsy Ross, stars and stripes can be hot! These chicks are ready for that Tiësto, that Benny Benassi, that Major Lazer. But they're not that excited about expensive Ultra drinks. This is the U.S.A. and it should be ladies night every night!