Most of the girls were too drunk to realize or care. Debbie, a Dinah veteran who has attended every event since 1991, recalls that half the water splashed out of the pool. One year, there was a minor earthquake in Palm Springs. “I get flashed at a lot.” Random girls pulling you into their hotel rooms are also pretty standard. “Flashing is normal,” Charlotte, 24, told me. There’s a sense of liberation and a tacit understanding that what happens in Dinah stays in Dinah (unless it ends up on Facebook). Butch, femme, old, young, gold stars, bi, black, white, hardcore, normcore – the Dinah attracts a diverse group. No one is here for the DJs, comedians or YouTube stars performing either.
A promotional video shows highlights from last year’s Dinah festival Guardian
