Camping in a muddy field, thousands of 'out-of-its' all as unwashed as you are - trying to get some sort of a wink before another day's jigging about to unknown beats in age and weather inappropriate clothes… not really you're thing?

So how about another kind of festival?

Taste, that feasting food fest, returns for its 10th year anniversary to Regent's Park later this month (20-23rd June). This year's highlights include demonstrations by Noma's superchef Rene Redzepi, three generations of the Roux dynasty cooking together, and other chefs including Ben Tish, Pascal Aussignac and Bruno Loubet flaunting their skills. And of course, no foodie event would be complete with out the smooth-as-ripe-brie… Raymond Blanc.

But the golden ticket has to be the Friday night Champagne Laurent Perrier extravaganza… 'From Grape to Glass' masterclass is a quest through the 200 year history of the champagne house and the gnarly vineyards of Tours-sur-Marne, led by Master of Wine David Hesketh. Small plates of delicious fare will be paired with 2002 and 2004 vintages, with a Cuvée Rosé to wrap things up.

Then you can roll home, get in your comfy bed and sleep without having one hand on your valuables or listening out for some drunk stranger trying to get into your tent. Feast… sounds like my kind of festi.

Taste London - 20th-23rd June 2013
For advance tickets: www.tastefestivals.com/london

Taste London offered all Vanity Fair A-List members the chance to win two tickets to Taste of London on Friday 21st June including two tickets to Champagne Laurent-Perrier 'From Grape to Glass' masterclass (total worth £170). Don't miss out on future offers, sign up to the A-List.

Still wearing a dark winter coat? Yep, me too.

It feels utterly wrong to dress in colour head to toe against these moody skies. But a sliver of perkiness is just the ticket to stave off the gloom. My two fingered salute at the weather gods takes the shape of metallic Robert Clergerie brogues and a bright geometric clutch by Pierre Hardy.

At Roger Vivier there's a barbie pink Perspex clutch that catches the light and goes fluoro at the edges. It's the sort of good-mood bag that could be plonked on a table and hey presto - looks like a piece of sculpture.

Then at Charlotte Olympia there's a special capsule collection that's been created for Veuve Clicquot summer frolicks (including the Veuve Clicquot polo on 21st July). Rather than going to your head, the bubbles go to your hands in a golden fizz filled Perspex clutch. And the corks aren't just for popping as Charlotte's used the squishy material for both wedges and shoe uppers. Properly genius.

So while it's not yet time to bust that floral Christopher Kane frock you so hopefully bought back in February with golden May evenings in mind, try adding a shot of vitamin C to your look with a happy handbag.

www.pierrehardy.com
www.robertclergerie.com
www.rogervivier.com
www.charlotteolympia.com

Watching Disgraced for a straight 90 minutes (no intermission) you'll most likely find yourself sitting, knees curled, toes dangling above the floorboards, knuckles coiled, pale and tense, breath held and attention locked.

New Yorker Ayad Akhtar's new play, winner of the 2013 Pulitzer Prize for drama, accomplishes everything you hope for from a play, but so rarely get.

Without spoiling the show (as the hand-raised-to-gaping-mouth-shock is of course paramount to the experience), the play is set in post-9/11 New York, and follows Amir a slick top-tier lawyer who although a Muslim and from Pakistan has muted his background, swapping his surname for Kapoor and tweaking his family lineage to Indian, and his white, American wife Emily, an artist who draws on Islamic themes and symbols in her work. The mood goes from still to carbonated when the couple host a dinner party at their Upper East Side Apartment, with Emily's (Jewish) art curator and his (African American) wife and colleague of Amir. 

The skill, grace, wit and candour with which playwright Ayad Akhtar and director Nadia Fall traverse issues of race, religion and even, deep breath, terrorism is astonishing. Relevant, provoking without being unduly provocative, it is a piece of theatre not to be missed.

By Bridget Arsenault

Disgraced is showing at the Bush Theatre until June 29th
www.bushtheatre.co.uk/production/disgraced