Marrakech – There are two kinds of women at a techno festival.

The ones who planned their look down to the last chrome nail — and the ones asking strangers for lip balm by midnight. I’ve been both. 

And let me tell you, the former always ends the night a little sweatier, a little sparklier, and with much better Instagram content.

So, what exactly does a girl pack when she’s prepping for 12 hours of bass, boys, and body glitter?

Let’s start with the basics: statement sunnies. At a techno fest, sunglasses are less about sun protection and more about mystery. 

They’re your shield, your flirt tool, your mirror to the world (literally, if you pick the silver-lensed ones). Behind them, you can cry over your ex or ignore your ex. They’re multifunctional, emotionally and otherwise.

Next up: a mini bag that means business. You’re not bringing your tote from work. This is festival minimalism. 

Gloss, gum, glitter, ID, and your phone. Maybe a single vitamin C tablet if you’re health-conscious or dramatic. 

If it doesn’t fit into something tiny, sparkly, and preferably hands-free, it’s not coming.

Now let’s talk footwear. You might think heels say “hot girl.” But by hour five, they say “bad decisions.” What you need are all-night boots. 

Chunky soles that can take a beating, and maybe even deliver one if someone spills beer on you (again). 

They should make you feel powerful, grounded, and like you could lead a dancefloor revolution.

Your top? Make it confusing. If people aren’t asking “where did she get that?” — did you even try? 

Think mesh, lace, sheer, maybe something asymmetrical that flirts with wardrobe malfunction but never quite gets there. 

A techno festival isn’t just a party, it’s a survival game

This is not the place for a safe Zara tee. This is performance art.

And don’t forget the sparkle. Face gems are your festival wingwoman. 

Stick them around your eyes, your cheeks, your collarbone — anywhere that catches the strobe. They’ll start to peel off halfway through the night, but that’s part of the charm. 

Like Cinderella, but instead of losing a slipper, you leave rhinestones wherever you go.

Let’s talk makeup. Electroproof. Not waterproof — electroproof.

A beat that survives the beat. We’re talking primer like glue, eyeliner like ink, and setting spray that could double as hair lacquer. 

Bonus points if you emerge at 4 a.m. still looking like a hologram goddess.

There’s also that odd little thing that ends up saving you: a scarf. 

Laugh all you want, but it’s a head wrap when it’s dusty, a shawl when it’s cold, and a pillow when you crash on a stranger’s air mattress. A multitasking queen, just like you.

And lastly — make sure someone has you on Find My iPhone. 

Because between the fog machines, the techno build-ups, and the boy who looks suspiciously like your situationship, you will get lost. And no, “vibes” do not count as directions.

Because here’s the truth: a techno festival isn’t just a party. It’s a survival game in stilettos (or stomping boots), and the winners are the ones who came prepared — with lip gloss, loose morals, and just the right amount of glitter.