Pin up contest with Veronica Glam

In this episode of  Mexican and Pregnant, Sophia goes to see her friend Veronica Glam in her first ever pin up contest at Big Boy in Norco. She invites her friends Maricela and Leo along for the adventure.

 

Yup, still pregnant. My Vans didn't fit! booo.

Me, Veronica Glam, and Maricela

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Aren't they classy? She placed 2nd. Her dress is from Stop Staring. Isn't it gorgeous? 

Loved her poses. 

 Our baby daddies. Maricela's and mine.

 

This is what my model looks like off duty. I know, right?

 

Then we went inside to eat. I didn't know that Big Boy was a sit down place! I thought it was fast food. We ended up eating dinner and chatting and missing the end of the contest. But it's all good cause I still got some cool pics of the day. No more Lazy Gaga blogger for this girl! Stay tuned for the next episode.

I.E. Food Truck Fest and a PSA on Spanx

Cocoa butter, check.
Spanx, check.
Tickets, check.

This weekend was the Inland Empire Food Truck Festival and of course I was in attendance. Because I won free tickets from IE weekly, yeah, that's the real reason. It's no secret I'm a mega fan of food trucks and true crime television, ever since I was a little ni~na eating tacos from trucks outside the swap meet. Food trucks have come a long way since then and are always showcased on the Food Network and Cooking Channel.The plan was to pace ourselves, and not get full off the first truck.

 

With the usual suspects, Krew Heartburn: baby daddy, Leo, Maricela

 

Is that tempura-ed mac n cheese in your stomach, or a basketball size uterus?

Trick question, both are correct.

Do you want to come to my house after and try on my clothes so I can take pictures of you in them and sell them to people on the internet? K thanks. 

With so much food around us, you'd think we'd have little else to discuss, but there was something bothering Maricela and I every place we turned and that was......the lack of Spanx. As decent, God loving women, Maricela and I both had ours on but woman after woman, big and small, was caught Spanx-less. 

The female rump is not a smooth topography. There are dimples and crimples, cracks and snaps, crevices and blemishes. Very few women have that baby smooth booty just washed with Johnson & Johnson, powdered the same, and Desitin for the win. So why are so many women wearing thongs and less with their cheap Forever 21 booty hugging attire? I don't get it.

Maybe they can't see it. Maybe they aren't to blame. As we discussed it further our boyfriends began to call us cruel haters. Especially when we even thought of a plan of action: starting a web campaign to please wear Spanx, posting headless photos of offenders around Southern California. But we are not haters, quite the opposite really, we want all women to look their best. This doesn't mean you have to go buy the legit "Spanx" brand, Assets by Target is fine, as is any thing from Ross, or your Mexican mother's hand me downs. She's been wearing Spanx and Sweating to the Oldies before you were forced to make that topographic map out of salty ass clay (yes, I tasted it). 

Wearing something between your ass and dress is a sign of dignity and class. It does not have to do with weight, as some would stigmatize. You think stars of today are walking the red carpet Spanxless? It's 2012 people, time to get real.  Please join us in our campaign to spread the power of Spanx and remove the stigma of this great under garment.

SPANX FOR WOMEN!

Who's with me?

 

Our daughter's daughters will adore us, and they'll sing in graceful chorus:

Well done, sister Spanxffragates. 

New in shop

True friends agree to model clothes for their pregnant friend with an Etsy shop. Honestly, I was so excited that Maricela told me yes when I asked her to do me the favor. I don't think I have a friend with cooler hair than she. Her Zumba circuit body is on point and she fit into most of my goods. Overall, it was just a really fun day. More exciting for her because she couldn't even see what she looked like in the clothes. There was no mirror in the room she was changing in/taking pictures. These items are now listed, if not already, in my shop here http://www.etsy.com/shop/LaSophia Enjoy the pics and my collection.

 

 vintage halter dress with gold sequin and pearl detailing

 

 

80's prom dress with lace, ruffles, and bow.I just love the back of this.

 

SOLD Mexican boho floor length yellow dress with white embroidery. Large and loosey goosey.

 

SOLD Ugh, I love this picture. Baby blue Mexican style dress. 

 

 

Horsey print Western blouse.

 

 90's purple "Clueless" dress with rhinestone and gold metal detailing

 

Cute vintage baby tee. I love typography.

 

A freakin palazzo pant jumpsuit with dolman sleeves. yeah, I said it. 

 

SOLD Bidi bidi bom bom, jacket

  Boots still in shop.

 

These boots in shop too. 

 

She went home in this one, for all her hard effort. Thanks MP!

Easter Vacay in San Diego

 

The only thing that has remained from my Easter celebrations growing up, is my wearing of the "Easter dress." No more baskets, Peeps, church, fingers stained with dye and the scent of vinegar. This Easter, it was about seeing my friend who was in town from Mexico, Megan Jane. She told us to meet her in San Diego and so we did. I never imagined we'd end up at a fancy resort in Carlsbad with $13.00 pots of hot chocolate and $22.00 bottles of sunblock in the gift shop. Awww, the life of luxury. 

 Purple mountains, majesty.

"Where are we exactly?" I asked after meeting her on her bestie's papa's yacht in Coronado, lunching at the golf club, then driving North to the resort. "We're in Carlsbad." "Carlsbad?" I exclaimed, "That's where that old lady was raped and murdered in her retirement home because she left the door open because she said the sea air helped with her arthritis." That's how much true crime TV I watch.

My baby's father looked so fine. I had to ask, "Do you do weddings out of wedlock here?" 

I was going to wear a vintage white se~norita style dress but as we were packing, I tried it on and asked my boyfriend, "Does it look like I'm trying to cross the border in this?" I decided to save it for another day when I wasn't so geographically close to the homeland. I opted for a Betsey Johnson dress my boyfriend bought me recently with my Betsey Johnson shades. Oh yeah, look at the queen of thrift in designer digs. Ok, they were from the outlets, and he owed me a Xmas present. The waist was perfect for my growing stomach, which is starting to frighten me from certain angles. I know I know, its natural blah blah blah. 

 

Popping my pre-natals with a smoothie that cost $6.50 and a 15 minute wait. 

I was taking pics of these birds of paradise when a hummingbird came along. "Sweet serendipity!" I didn't exclaim.Can you see him, he's green? He's a rose sucker, a chuparosa in Spanish.

That's M.J, my b.f.f. and generous sponsor of opulent vacation destinations.

And then, as all good things come to and end, vacation, life, labor pains. Twas time to return home. As we unpacked our non-heavy rolling suitcases from the car, I said to my boyfriend, "Boyfriend, wouldn't the world be a better place if it were just palms and pools all the time? No crime, no drugs?" He responded, "Yeah, but there would probably be more drugs."

FIN

Presenting Maricela

Meet my friend, Maricela. Her and I met stomping around in our Mexican folklorico group in college.  Since then, homegirl has come a long way. She has been a bilingual elementary school teacher for years, and she even went back to school and got her Masters in Creative Writing. Not bad for a Jalisciense eye browed girl from East Los. She is one of my friends that I truly admire. We met up recently to go thrifiting, as she had never been with me before. Here's the account in her own words. She flogs (fake blogs) on her Facebook page, and emails me the tales, since I don't have a Facebook.

I envy Sophia's savviness and thriftiness for fashion. That's why I decided to try it. I, thankfully, didn't inherit my mother's shopaholic gene but don't underestimate the power of clothing. I mean, I was frustrated last night over what I was going to wear on my outing today. I'm frustrated because my closet is lacking anything trendy due mostly in part to my decreased paycheck. That was the main reason behind this new interest. I was really hoping to find cute and fun things to wear on my non-working days. And for my first thrifting experience, I think it went well.

The first thing Sophia taught me today is that there is more than what you see when it comes to articles of clothing. You can't just take a sequenced, pink bow tie for what it is. You have to use your imagination and get creative to make things work for you. Cutting, gluing, and sewing it back into another form are fair game.

That's when I spotted a purple, see-through, stringy thing. Sophia would know exactly what it was called but since I only shop for specific events, I buy whatever there is to buy within my budget of $15 or less. It was half a blouse and it had shoulder pads I could remove.

"Have you noticed," I asked Sophia, "how they're selling half-shirts for the full price?" Yeah, that's been bugging me when I go retail shopping.

After I found two more blouses, a pair of "Zumba" pants, and a pleated skirt for work, Sophia and I headed to the dressing rooms to make a show of our findings.

It was fun modeling what we'd deemed stylish for each other. I first tried on the purple blouse.

"I remind myself of JLO in In Living Color in this," I told Sophia. "with my tight jeans, the boots, and my short hair." All I needed to do was the Running Man.

$8 later, I walked out a thrifting-virgin no more!

I, Sophia, got these shoes for 2 dollars.

I know some people don't dig the idea of shopping at thrift stores but this is my take on it. I donate clothes regularly to my local Salvation Army truck located conveniently a block away from my apartment. Some of the stuff I give is new, tags still attached, other is stuff I wore once, and the rest if stuff that doesn't fit anymore. I never give clothes away that look like rags. I assume that someone could benefit from clothes that I don't wear and vice versa. Someone else's trash can become your treasure.

With that said, I can't wait to find the appropriate outing to show off my great $4 find!

Happy hunting to you!

I love M.J.

My homegirl Megan Jane flew in from Mexico to be with me this weekend. She is originally from Texas so she loves her some Killa Cali. We go hard when she is in town and we went even harder last night, her last night here. We started with an appetizer at In and Out (since she doesnt have them in Texas). She ate half the cheeseburger, then I ate the other half, we didn't want to ruin our appetites for Kishi Japanese teppan later. Next, we headed to the mall to hit up every makeup store and Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. My niece made fun of me cause I have a punch card there. 7 more candy apples and I get a free one.

My booties are from Ross and super cute. you can't see but they have studs and chains on them.

They told me to get the mouse apple to match my sweatshirt. I disagreed and got an avalanche one.

In a food coma with my boo.

My niece and her bff. They still hang out with me even though Im crazy. I laughed so hard at my own joke before I even told it and spit out my water all over our empty plates and the hot grill. It sizzled.

I'm a huge advocate for early age ear piercing. It is a part of my culture that I plan on preserving with my own female children. I've been rocking hoops since the crib.

Thanks to MJ for making it all the way out here to see me,
LaSophia

A baby shower

top- 99 cents thrifted (I showed it to u before, i lied to the salvation employee about the tag)

skirt- $2 something thrifted

shoes- $12 dollars 2nd hand

Well well, what does one wear to a baby shower where attendees are mostly in the beauty business? Or to be more straight forward, what do I wear to Caitlin's baby shower so I don't scare her family and friends made up of stylish stylists? The answer was this little polka dot skirt number. Being a hater, I had decided a long time ago that I "hated" polka dots. It was late 2006 when Forever 21 flooded their stores with them and made them trendy. After that I stayed away. But I couldn't deny the fit and accessibility of this piece at the Goodwill when I found it. I decided to open my heart to polka dots or else I might be missing out on something in this beautiful world.

Speaking of hating, I also "hate" baby showers. But this one changed my mind. Caitlin called it a "rager" and told me there was going to be sangria. My friend Lisa gave me a ride and we caught up the entire way and back. Our friend Sarah aka Pinky made the trek from Napa and told us all her wine barrel throwing adventures and how her yoga teacher went from a he to a she. Our dance teacher "K.B. the Great" came and shared a plate of our favorite pasta salads with me. Oh yeah and I WON a game! I guessed how many diapers were in the diaper cake 49! I was right on point. What did I win? Kerastase and a scented candle! I told you they were some fancy folk. 

An emo on sangria, Lisa, Caitlin, and Sarah

Who wore it better? Caitlin or B? Bitch stole her look! 

No longer a hater of weddings, baby showers, polka dots, or any other gathering of man kind,

LaSophia

Pride, San Francisco

My first time @ Pride in San Francisco included all of my favorite people and things. I had my boyfriend by my side, my niece, Dulce Maria, and all my good friends. Plus, some fairies, polish dogs, babies in strollers, and a train named Bart.

I also ran into some of my phobias and least favorite things including: snakes, throw up, cops, and public masturbation. Needless to say, I came home exhausted with a rudolph sun burned nose. So hawt. After pushing through crowds and finally reaching our friends to stand still in one crowded place and listen to a Dulce Maria performance, that no one was tall enough to see, my friend Joanna proclaimed, "This would be better if I were on something." It was kinda like a rave during the day with no glow sticks. But there were plenty of tutus, sequin bras, xtacy,  platforms, and wings. You know the drill. Here are the some pics I borrowed from my niece Cierra and my friend Lorena.

I call it, "Fairy on a pole" photo by C.C. Garcia

The most crowded train ever. My niece was in a "manwich." You didnt even need to hold on. So packed.

2 fairies on a pole.

"T" is for tall trannie.

furry monster taking 5.

Dulce Maria! My friend ran into her at Urban Outfitters and almost lost it. He is sooo lucky.

This looks better in photo than it did in person. My niece said he kept tangling it up. haha. 

It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none. Part of our crew.

My boo and I. I think Im dancing. 

Riding Bart back to Bezerkely.

My homegirls teaching me how to work my own camera. We all have the same one. 

My bearded baby daddy. 

Miss Photog. You can tell which pics were hers. 

OMG! I totally forgot the best pic of them all. Cierra edited it to this. Hippie girl selling her headbands.