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Sunday, November 18, 2012

Wow a Rookie

Last week I went to some Rookie Mag events in LA and it was awesome. I went with a friend and my (awesome) mom who drove us there because freeways are scary (when you have to drive them).

So yeah here's what I wore, excuse the messy room or don't its whatever my room is blah! My camera had no batteries so webcam photos all the way.


 So I really wanted to wear a skirt and this shirt I've been dying to wear since I got it but it was cold so I had to warm it up. 
Top: Divided H&M, Undertop: Thrifted Purple Leotard, Coat: Thrifted Corduroy Blazer, Skirt: American Apparel, Socks: Thigh High's from Target

 Also I dyed my hair again. I just bleached the roots and then dyed it pink. It was a mix of two pinks that I had left over from when I first dyed my tips pink. Because of the blue previously most of it turned purple, and underneath its like dark silvery blue.

"Thought you might like some Bowie. ♥ Pops"
Also when I got home I found this on my desk, my dad is the best so yeah.

 And he bought me that even though I terrified him all day with this Giraffe mask. He hates it so much that he had to take it out of his room (my mom bought it at the zoo) and when I found it in the living room I proceeded to wear it in his car when we went to the store. This is my thank you to my father for putting up with my shit. 
And of course I got my Rookie Yearbook One while I was at the first event. I stood in an actual line to get it signed which feels so weird to me because I'm not really into that type of stuff, book signings and all. But it was cool to meet Tavi since she's such a rad chick and the concert that followed was swell even though it was cut short (there was one point where I had flashbacks to Sophomore year and the chants of F**k the police, no justice no peace!...why did we think that was so funny...why am I still laughing about it right now)

Monday, November 5, 2012

Dia de los Muertos

If you don't know what dia de los muertos is lemme give you a short run down. Basically its a way that we (we being Mexicans and other cultures) honor the dead that have passed in our lives. The celebration is usually relegated to family members who have passed. We make Altares, shrines to the dead with their pictures and some of their favorite things. Plus candles, special flowers called cempasĂșchil (marigolds), pan de muerto (bread of the dead), and sugar skulls. Basically you celebrate the great life the person had and the joy they brought you while they were with you. There are similar celebrations all over the world but this one takes place November's 1st and 2nd, starting with Dia de los Inocentes and then Dia de los Muertos. The holiday has roots in Aztec pagan tradition in which it was a whole month of celebration with decorations being actual skulls which were symbols of death and rebirth, and now it is celebrated with big parties and face paint and loads of fun. 

Our altar to our loved ones, with home made sugar skulls and Oingo Boingo because who doesn't love Oingo Boingo. 

sorry for the bad mirror selfies but I had no actual camera with me dress: H&M, flower crown:DIY

So for the past couple of years my mom has been taking us to the Noche de Altares festival in downtown Santa Ana to celebrate  We paint our faces up at home and then walk around to all the altares and stop at the little craft shops. 

these are sort of post party so my lips have worn off a bit due to eating the biggest torta i have ever eaten

And for my grand reveal, I got a really rad necklace while I was there. It was either the necklace or a wallet that was hand painted but I figured after the purchase I would have no money to put in the wallet so meh.


necklace: i'm pretty sure they were called ponk esta muerto 

The colors are perfect and its 3D gaudiness is perfect and I love it. And even though I fell like two seconds into being there and scrapped up my knee it was still just as fun. 

as you can see the fall ripped my sock a bit and scuffed the front of my shoe:lame

pictured: my poor knee pre-scabbing (gross)