Sunday, April 24, 2011

Chelsea Lately

On April 20th, My boyfriend, friend, and I went to a 4/20 taping of Chelsea Lately! My friend was in town from Mexico and loves Chelsea as much as me so I looked into getting us tickets to the show which was only a few clicks of work and free! I searched the net for what to expect and found an informative blog that was written in 2009, so it was a bit outdated. Instead of writing every detail I will just create a punch list of dos and donts.



DO:
1. Get there 2 hrs early if you want to get a "good" seat. All the seats are good really. Don't think you are going to show up 3 hrs early and get to sit in the 2nd row as we did; those seats are reserved for VIP.
2. Take a book. They collected all the books and Chelsea signed all of them!
3. Get your tickets in advance.
4. Take a jacket. It is chilly when you get into the theatre. It heats up when they turn the lights on.
5. Scream Loudly and catch a Chuy ball.



Chuy balls!


DON'T:
1. Take a camera or cell phone. Leave them in the car. It says it on the freakin tickets. They will send you back to your car which is a nice 4 block walk through L.A.
2. Be worried about using a restroom while you wait. There is a restroom you can use in the cafe next door, Lemon Moon.
3. Be worried about eating. There are delicious food trucks parked in front of the studio as featured on the new series, "After Lately."
4. Take a big Hello Kitty purse. or any big purse. once again, you'll be sent back to your car.
5. Mess with the security guards. This is their job and there are rules they have to enforce. The show is worth any discomfort you will experience.

About Chelsea:
She is skinnier in person, hilarious, and professional. She comes in and spits her monologue, sits at the round table (which they roll away and bring chairs out for the interview section). The show happens exactly as you see it on T.V. no tricks or anything. The set is sooooo much smaller in person. It almost looks cheap. But it all looks good on T.V. We got to see her interview Ziggy Marley and Taylor Momsen. It was also the millionth sale of her first book so we all got a free copy. Such a good day and it was so worth the wait in line.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Swap Meet Wear

What does one wear on a Sunday at the swap meet? Why a swap meet tee of course!



 Sure hope they dont thinks I stoled dis.

To the untrained eye it may look like Im wearing a cheetah print skirt, but its really a cheetah dress I put  my shirt over. Viva la raza recession!


Here's me from the front. I told my boyfriend to take a pic of me with this native. Then I stepped in front of him. oops. Ima sucha camera hog.


Whats better than 1 armadillo ring? 2 armadillo rings. My boyfriend bought me another. He treats me like a queen. I'm the girl who has everything, except a tan. 


My nails were kiwis but after 8 weeks of no nail biting I had a relapse. Oh well, I can actually feel my finger tips again. 


Goodbye cyber friends. Hasta la proxima. 





Saturday, April 9, 2011

Immobilized

One week ago I was happy as a lamb, spring was finally setting in and I could finally feel the sunshine on my skin. After some debilitating injuries, I was ready to jump back on that treadmill or elliptical, saddle up, there's a new sheriff in town. And then, this happened to me.


I woke up with the stiffest, most crooked neck. It only got worse as the day went on and when my mom tried to rub icy hot on it, I was moved to tears as if I had just seen Kourtney Kardashian pull baby Mason  from her birth canal. My mom called my chiropractor and of course he had no time for silly ole me, but he sent me a referral to Dr. Dame. Dr. Dame? I thought. Why on earth would I go see a hunchback chiropractor? There was no other option, I knew I must take the risk. With my baby daddy by my side, we drove to the chiro. 

"You must be Sophia," the receptionist greeted me. She said she had never seen anything like it. 

I explained how I had just woken up like and how I couldn't even drive there.
"I hope not," the Dr. said. 

Dr. Dame did his best to crack me back into place. The Marc Anthony I had to listen to during my treatment was worse than the treatment itself. He showed my boyfriend how to properly wrap my neck and told us that snuggling was to be done before sleep. Im back on my feet now, driving, sleeping, and doing all the things I used to do. This is one reason for my blogging hiatus. I don't feel compelled to address why I dont blog as much when my blogging slows down like other bloggers do. Fact of the matter is, this is real life, blogging is not. Shit goes down. I still am not sure who actually reads my blog anyway. So if you're still out there, friends and fashionistas, thanks for sticking around. Much love and good health to you. Ride or Die.

LaSophia

Monday, March 21, 2011

Spring Equinox

"How I Spent My Spring Equinox"

By,
LaSophia

First, I looked at the forecast...

Hmm...Thats strange, looks like rain all week! But isn't this the season of bucking burros and "crying" cats? Guess not. Luckily, I thrifted these red boots and fetch furry white Steve Madden coat, or as I like to call it, Steve Mancha, because there is a stain on the hood that I didn't have time to scrub out. I was too eager to wear it bowling with my boyfriend. 

"Don't I look like puss in boots?"
"You look like a rabbit prostitute."
"Thats mean."
"I'm sorry, a high end rabbit prostitute. Like the ones in Vegas."



At the bowling alley, we were told if we waited 15 minutes we could get the 1 dollar game special. So off we went to the bar and I drank a little Mai Thai. And then I drank another, chipped 2 panda nails, and lost 3 games of bowling. But boy I sure was crunk warm in my furry coat. 

Happy "Spring,"

LaSophia



Saturday, March 19, 2011

Everlasting Winter

If you are like someone I know, and battle seasonal depression and by seasonal, I mean every season, I feel your pain. Back in November, I wrote myself this list to help myself through what I knew would be a long winter:


1. Stay Caffeinated
2. Stick to your 3 item limit at Taco Bell
3. Exercise, put on some sweats and run down your street like Rocky.
4. Dance, its good for your soul
5. Keep your weekly appointment with your therapist, uh-I mean hired confidant
6. Keep some uplifting reading on your night stand. Im not talking "Eat Pray Love" weak! Im talking 600 pages of the Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.
7. Take pride in your ride, wash it, vacuum it, its a sense of accomplishment.


And then...some unforeseen events happened. Things my psychic mother couldn't even have predicted. I got a part time job, got a fine baby daddy, and kicked a nasty habit after twenty years (nail biting). I should be out of the woods right? Wrong. Winter still has a hold on me and here on March 19th, I sit typing this through a rainy storm. Here is my attempt to get out of bed and do something with myself.  Yesterday, I spent the day with Beyonce and mines mutual friends: Me, myself, and I. I'm not taking a vow to be my own best friend, I'm just taking a vow to do more with myself. With my existence. More than the minimum. And hopefully, by doing that, I can shake off some of this funk.




Me, Myself, and my tripod. Wait, maybe that was what that whole song was about? 


My black and white handmade floral headband. You cant see the black so much because of the darkness of my Mexican emo hair.



Red floral headband made by me. 


two-headed mad dog Close ups of my headbands


My thinking face. 


My inanimate friends in no particular order:

shirt- thrifted
shorts- they were my dads jeans
headbands- made by me out of cardstock paper, super biodegradable
jade rose ring- Forever 21

Who wants a headband? Email me and Ill sell you one. dulce_sophia@yahoo.com

Who is scared for my emotional and mental well being? 
-Don't be. I enjoy my solitude. I hate: facebook, phone calls, texts, voicemails ect. I like: emails, coffee, sleep, sun, grammar, beats, and unexpected large sums of money even if they are often accompanied by a premonition in which I lose some or all of my teeth. 


"All the ladies if you feel me, help me sing it out." -B

Monday, March 14, 2011

A Day in the Bay

I'm going to Golden Gate Park, and I'm taking....

-Tupac Shakur
-My Target tights, over the knees, and boots
-A F21 bandage skirt
-My gifted Guess jacket (from my mom, not the company, I wish...)
-My baby daddy who is not on the male birth control pill because its not on the market yet, but if it was, he still wouldn't take it.
-Some thermals, in case it gets cold, or if we get too crunk to drive home, rent a hotel, and have to wake up early to move the car because parking is a bitch and then end up at McDonalds at 7am, daylight savings time, oh ish, so really 6am, with a fat order and no way to pay for it because the machine is broken for debit and the diva conveniently left her Hello Kitty purse full of cash in the room.



I want this in my backyard.


Just after he...
A. Proposed
B. Shared a Polish dog with me
C. Touched up my lipstick

Twas a trick! B and C. 


Pandas having lunch.


Pandas climbing trees.


You've met my ear right? My knitted bow from a homegirl who has a shop on Etsy but I cant find it...


Can you see where Full House was taped? 


Where MGMT made their video for Electric Feel.

Wow, Im really full of jokes. 
Much Love,
Sophia





Thursday, March 3, 2011

Once Upon a Bowl Cut

Let's play a game. Have you ever...had a bowl cut? I win. I feel not the need to explain the who what when where why and how of this cut but I will say it has been a bizsnatch to grow out. In retrospect, it looks fun, but Im ready for some long locks again. Having the bowl was cool but unless I had makeup and hoops on, I kinda felt like the little boy I never was. What is the most daring thing you've ever done with your hair? I think I have a lot of hair balls. uh er...To the photos.



Maybe if I put this large yellow rose in my hair people will still think I'm a girl.




True friends embrace your bowl.



Look at that bowl go! Bought my shoes online from Urban Outfitters, lets just say I was gelin that night. They were still a little big.




Sistas in the bowl cause