The Orange County Fair. Nestled where the 405 meets the 55 meets the 73 in Costa Mesa, a land where platforms meet walking shoes, palm trees meet corn stalks, beer gardens meet squash gardens, organic meets deep fried, and reggae meets bluegrass.
If Southern California wasn’t diverse enough, you’re in for a hoot and a holler when you enter the overcrowded and overpriced fairgrounds which we know and love, and choose to go back every single year.
The following photos embrace the outside atmosphere of opening day. Come back for more, I will be posting all week!
and my favorite candid, angry cotton candy is angry