<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:34:40.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fancy Chola</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-5671714509795201403</id><published>2010-04-15T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:44:41.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has me sprung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8dLVrfUQNI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L1vClkCDsig/s1600/halloween+09.jpg+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8dLVrfUQNI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L1vClkCDsig/s320/halloween+09.jpg+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460415909033427154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eRFodg8aI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gqS-vVYcvpE/s1600/san+antonio+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eRFodg8aI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gqS-vVYcvpE/s320/san+antonio+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460492599156601250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eREg0zQEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JMaWaXOGQ8E/s1600/san+antonio+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eREg0zQEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JMaWaXOGQ8E/s320/san+antonio+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460492579926917186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eREBQOwFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dXCDjlOr12o/s1600/san+antonio+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eREBQOwFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dXCDjlOr12o/s320/san+antonio+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460492571452031058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEE Ahhh Laaa! It's been so long! How have you all been? I have missed you all! Ricky Martin wasn't kidding when he wrote the song "Livin la Vida Loca". My life has been filled with so much running around, that if life were fair I'd be bien flaca right now! After the end of April, things should calm down, and I can venture forward with art and Italian ice! That's right it's festival season! There are events and car shows a plenty, and I'm planning on making some moola! Someone's got to support my makeup habit! Believe me it takes a lot of  money to look this cheap!&lt;br /&gt;So in the past few months life has been full of adventures! My darling husband and I accompanied my BFF and her hubby to San Antonio TX for a gallery show that featured her and two other artists with the same name. It was called Las Tres Carolina Flores'.  Let me tell you that this show was amazing! They had great Mexican  hour' devours' , a bar tender serving wine, and the best lime agua fresca in the world, and also a jazz band!   I felt so fancy! I rubbed elbows with artists art collectors, and  art appreciating common folk! Her art was a hit! The show was a great success, and the celebration that we had on the San Antonio River walk was even better! It was a great experience, and the whole trip was a gift from our best friends. Can you believe that? We had the best time, and did so much in the 3 days that we were there, all of which involved ice cold Bud Lights!&lt;br /&gt;In local news, my sister and I purchased a concession trailer, so that we can sell our La-talian Ice at larger events. We are very excited...It has air conditioning! No more sweaty scooping! Yay me!  I am praying that the recession lifts and business will boom! Times have been hard, and mama needs some new bras!&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to do the impossible, and get back on the wagon. I need to drop some serious poundage! Any know if the miracle skinny pill is FDA approved yet? I am totally willing to be a lab rat for that one! If anyone has any tips or info on whats working for them I'd love to hear um! I simply cannot trust my own judgment when it comes to dieting!  As for now my darlings, I'm off to clean up a mess involving my middle son and some spaghetti O's! Until next time, be nice, eat &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eRFA2ioBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EHj3rKfEU2s/s1600/san+antonio+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8eRFA2ioBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EHj3rKfEU2s/s320/san+antonio+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460492588524150802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ice, and let the good times roll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-5671714509795201403?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/5671714509795201403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-has-me-sprung.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/5671714509795201403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/5671714509795201403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-has-me-sprung.html' title='Spring has me sprung!'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/S8dLVrfUQNI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L1vClkCDsig/s72-c/halloween+09.jpg+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-7798594954219892873</id><published>2009-12-22T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:31:48.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the hell have I been??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SzEsXr1NMNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gXn5KT04afs/s1600-h/me+and+pimpglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418160612117917906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SzEsXr1NMNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gXn5KT04afs/s320/me+and+pimpglass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm back! And I'm completely unsure If I have any more readers! I am ashamed to say, that laziness, and an unhealthy addiction to facebook is to blame. I have done a couple of shows and this year has not been as good as the last. I understand that the economy is affecting many artists and crafts people, but it is a tough pill to swallow! Selling handmade items and art is a tough business! Every fall I am so stressed about having enough inventory, that it seems I miss out on enjoying my favorite time of year. This Holiday season has flown by, and I still have buying, wrapping, and baking to accomplish! My Etsy shop is empty, and instead of handbags and art, my photo albums are full of ridiculous party pictures. My life is crazy! Crazy fun to be exact! I have always done this...I choose to relax, and enjoy life, rather than work at it! I know living for the moment is great, but I need that motivation and gumption that it takes to succeed! Where the hell is it? These days I spend more time on my hair, than I do art! I know getting a good bouffant is arguably art, but still, I need focus, inspiration, and motivation! I have recently been looking at other artists blogs, and WOW! Their sites are filled with inspiring work, amazing writing, and motivation. Where is mine? Has the blog fairy totally forgotten me? Santa you too? I need some &lt;em&gt;ganas, &lt;/em&gt;some energy, and some inspiration! Anyone got any for sale?? Ahh never mind, I'm tapped out from the holidays...maybe the new year will bring me all that I'm lacking, maybe just maybe motivation will come, and I will be open to receiving it! Thanks to all my crazy art friends who keep me going, my crazy kids who keep me cleaning, my crazy husband who is always lending me a creative hand, and to everyone else who inspires me with laughs, complements, and words of encouragement! Blessings to all of you this Christmas....and may everyone have an art filled new year!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-7798594954219892873?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/7798594954219892873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-hell-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/7798594954219892873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/7798594954219892873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-hell-have-i-been.html' title='Where the hell have I been??'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SzEsXr1NMNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gXn5KT04afs/s72-c/me+and+pimpglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-7341040787269668700</id><published>2009-06-25T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:23:28.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latino Ice Anyone??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eekk&lt;/span&gt; has it been two months since my last blog?? I am such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; slacker! I have been really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;..but not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;creatively&lt;/span&gt;! Shame on me, shame shame! I go the blogs of all of my creative friends and I go into a downward shame spiral! Am I lacking passion, or just time? I think that its the time thing. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt; been throwing myself into another business venture...Italian Ice..yes yes I know I am a Chicana, but food shows no discrimination! It welcomed me with open arms, as it always does! My only problem is getting high on my own supply...but can you blame me? We make mango, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;colada&lt;/span&gt;, lemon, cherry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pineapple&lt;/span&gt;...resistance is futile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SkWdkTU_txI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NY5AI5kboAs/s1600-h/Photo-0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351856979188889362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SkWdkTU_txI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NY5AI5kboAs/s320/Photo-0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister making a funny face...she's gonna be pissed if she sees this! Oh well I can run faster than her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmers market &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;circuit&lt;/span&gt; has been good to us! We are also hoping to have arts and crafts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;venders&lt;/span&gt; at our local farmers markets...they are really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;poppin&lt;/span&gt; in the summer and fall. I mean how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; would it be to get green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt; and some great art and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt; in one place! The fee to join is only $8.00 for the day. How great is that? Art shows are charging way to much these days 2 to 3 hundred dollars..ouch! I am not doing any this summer, I just don't have the money or time! And I have to admit that I have been spending &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of time living it up with friends..perfecting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cumbia&lt;/span&gt;..and cupid shuffle! I also took an intensive family therapy course,(for school that is... my family does not need therapy...yet!) and have spent some quality time with my boys! I taught arts and crafts at the San Clemente vacation bible school, and I am doing a couple of classes at the local art gallery..so maybe my creative juices have been flowing! I will send out good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Mojo&lt;/span&gt; to those of you braving the art show craziness, and to those of you that are creating just for fun, my admiration! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SkPZu1ICVaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xxd6kirUSB8/s1600-h/Photo-0049-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351360180804277666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SkPZu1ICVaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xxd6kirUSB8/s320/Photo-0049-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-7341040787269668700?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/7341040787269668700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/06/latino-ice-anyone.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/7341040787269668700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/7341040787269668700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/06/latino-ice-anyone.html' title='Latino Ice Anyone??'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SkWdkTU_txI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NY5AI5kboAs/s72-c/Photo-0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-6513690306965713458</id><published>2009-04-22T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:55:59.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth day show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Earth Day Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am writing this blog post while cooking dinner, and listening to my husband snort and sniffle his way out of allergy-ville. Poor little fella! I think that as beautiful as the spring time is, it's also a time of craziness. Allergies, cleaning, planting..and my favorite ...out door shows! Yikes! Now let me just say this, I am a brown girl, very brown, I mean I have a perma-tan...at this point I figured that I no longer could burn, but alas I am wrong again! I did an earth day show this past weekend and I turned into a Chola Chicharone!! My feet are striped from my baby dolls, and I have a tan beard on my face...(Tan beard : A strange phenomenon that occurs when a silly Chicana refuses to remove her sunglasses, and tans only the lower half of her face and nose, causing the appearance of a brown Five O' clock shadow). What the heck??? How can I be fancy whilst sporting a beard?? At least I can wax my mustache, but a tan beard? No dice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327667456065165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-tUvgsWOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TWsW84daa_4/s320/easter+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; All that roasting, and I hardly made any money! I did however have a good time! I really wanted to debut my loteria jewelry with a bang, but again Wrong-O! This was not my crowd of customer! Don't get me wrong the event was fun...free cookies..Starbucks samples..marshal artists, a hula hoop dancer..and even the comedy stylings of Goldie Garcia (she is famous for awesome bottle cap jewelry)! But although the entertainment was a plenty, the sales were not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-uhov6rZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Bx5p9CtD228/s1600-h/easter+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327668777099898258" style="WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-uhov6rZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Bx5p9CtD228/s320/easter+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-uh-6-3zI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Q9K_wwDkoBo/s1600-h/easter+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327668783051890482" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-uh-6-3zI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Q9K_wwDkoBo/s320/easter+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn from Flores Originals (Sigfried to my Roy) did much better than I, but still not her usual massive sales. I think I even overheard a lady call my Guadalupe bags blasphemous! Can you believe it..I call it functional devotional art! To each his own I guess. Either way..I had some fun, and this show was the push I needed to get started on my Loteria jewelry. On the bright side, I have plenty of inventory for my next show..yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flores Originals set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327667466625185682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-tVW2Zd5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/cwsR3jk7AL4/s320/easter+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some more of my stuff...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327667461554826210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-tVD9h6-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/197Bx_XJbhg/s320/easter+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se_AVAPlNfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zpXZ0MJPT94/s1600-h/easter+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327688351277725170" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se_AVAPlNfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zpXZ0MJPT94/s320/easter+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carolyn's Bettie Page Box(I call her Deady page..get it?) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marielena &amp;amp; Jayden -Mari is a Flores Original...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se_AVWMIAuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KfcKjmPiaP0/s1600-h/easter+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327688357168808674" style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se_AVWMIAuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KfcKjmPiaP0/s320/easter+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-uhd6pc7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YfgF21lEbnA/s1600-h/easter+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327668774192116658" style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-uhd6pc7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YfgF21lEbnA/s320/easter+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pablo and Shatangy aka Lorena my god-daughter -also both Flores Originals. Wait where the heck are my kids???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I'd like to send a shout out to Cody Smith-Candelaria... Thanks so much for the Wicked Twilight Magnets..you are the bomb diggidy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-6513690306965713458?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/6513690306965713458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-day-show.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6513690306965713458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6513690306965713458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-day-show.html' title='Earth day show'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Se-tUvgsWOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TWsW84daa_4/s72-c/easter+083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-8500596682688932258</id><published>2009-04-09T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:18:26.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistas son locos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323104458335682658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd93TUVlgGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_TWj2ZdczHY/s320/100_6606.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Happy Good Friday everyone! I have been very busy this month and I am sorry to say that I have neglected my blog..but I'm back and full tales to tell from the trenches of the Dia de los Muertos show in Bernalillo! Yes I know my set up looks a little Sanford and Son, but I am working on my merchandising as we speak! On the first day of the show, I was in a dark and cold corner, and sales were very slow...so slow in fact that I was ready to give up on all artistic ventures, and apply for a job at my local Walmart! It hurts when you have worked you fingers to the bone, and get nothing but a few polite smiles, and the obligatory "can I take a card?". I have to tell you, after a few hours of this I get a little delierious, the lack of sleep takes over, and I get poquito loca! Luckily, I am never in my craziness alone...Carolyn from Flores Originals is right there with me, and together our mayhem erupts, and spreads to neighboring vendors! ( By the way she kicked but at this show...everyone was walking around with her Calavera bracelets.) You see Mrs. Flores and I have a long and sorted past together...we started off many years ago making junkie crafts, and attempting to sell them at small church craft shows, and even once the local flea market! Needless to say we were not a success at selling, but we were highly successful at freaking out the little old ladies that were sitting by us, selling ceramics and quilts! We go straight into crazy talk, and enjoy our day regardless of our poverty!! But here it was a different story...Our delirious banter did not scare or fellow vendors...they joined in! In fact, these Artists were just as crazy as us! We have found our people! I felt like I was a high school kegger, and not an art show...and I liked it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323112327404990674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9-dW56MNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HVfZX1AGUHw/s320/100_6614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Donna Lea a.k.a. the Potholder Queen was located to our left. Her potholders are fabric hotcakes! She has a real talent for mixing fabrics, and she rules her potholder kingdom with kind and gentle hand. She called us the "crazy girls", and we worked very hard that weekend to live up to our names! Need wicked potholders?? You know you do...contact Donna at theodoregreer.com/potholderqueen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zVj2T7VI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2Evjh5kkXKk/s1600-h/100_6620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323100098812702034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zVj2T7VI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2Evjh5kkXKk/s320/100_6620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't get the card of this awesome lady, but we called her the Hippie glass lady. She makes jewelry, kaleidoscopes, glass hangings, and so much more! Her stuff was beautiful, and her stories were even better! We shared a couple of cigarettes (her treat),and some good times! She had tales of Woodstock, and being banned from Disneyland because of her hippi-ness! Oh yeah, she is also the owner of a tricked out Honda Accord...her Honda is embellished with buttons, bottle nipples, troll dolls, plastic figurines, and various other craziness..you gotta love this lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zVD16ETI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kpAnE4kB7a4/s1600-h/100_6619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323100090221072690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zVD16ETI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kpAnE4kB7a4/s320/100_6619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we have Diego, he is a wicked bad artist and carver..and glitter hemp guy extraordinaire! He asked the question "Why are artist so weird?" My theory is that since artists are usually functioning in their right brain, (you know the creative side) their left brain, the side containing logic and reason, shrivels up and dies, leaving only weirdness and odd thoughts. This guy was a testament to that. He was a good time in a hat..and staying true to a good Chicano boy, he loved his mother! He talked so much about her cooking, that I plan to crash their next matanza! Hit him up if you need art of any kind..he does allot of image design for musicians, and he is also good with a tattoo needle or so I hear...Diego Gonzales 505-204-4936. Go Diego Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zU8u-IUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oNfg5n-CWXE/s1600-h/100_6618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323100088312930626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zU8u-IUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oNfg5n-CWXE/s320/100_6618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhh...Josephine, Josephine...this chick is crazy! She makes the baddest..and I mean baddest jewelry and masks using feathers. She is also hilarious! She shares my passion for the Chola baby doll shoes, and even owned some with dragons! That right there makes her my hero! She told me the funniest stories about how she met her husband...and her early days in the barrio. I really dig this chick! You can see most of my friends in the Contemporary "Hispanic" Market in Santa Fe this summer. You can reach Joe right now at &lt;a href="mailto:BrionezDesigns@yahoo.com"&gt;BrionezDesigns@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zUisBqnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4e_9DPkJcVw/s1600-h/100_6617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323100081321257586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd9zUisBqnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4e_9DPkJcVw/s320/100_6617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I met so many cool people that weekend, and even sold some bags and jewelry, it was soo worth it. So alas, I am pulling my application from Walmart, and am venturing forward. I really dig these right brainers, and am totally curious to see what would happen if I added alcohol to the equation..would we get normal?? HA! I can't wait until our paths cross again..until then I will just stick to scaring the left brainers, and annoying the uptight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th Birthday to my Baby Boy Miguel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323127846061771458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd-MkqaAisI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GE0vAJGwVcU/s320/100_6641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-8500596682688932258?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/8500596682688932258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/04/artistas-son-locos.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/8500596682688932258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/8500596682688932258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/04/artistas-son-locos.html' title='Artistas son locos!'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/Sd93TUVlgGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_TWj2ZdczHY/s72-c/100_6606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-6461686093168025293</id><published>2009-02-20T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T13:52:13.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No LLores Vata..You cry you die!</title><content type='html'>Has anyone ever watched the movie Bound By Honor-Blood In Blood Out? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZ8YhzTTi9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/bqgvc1ZZubE/s1600-h/grr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304985855051664338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZ8YhzTTi9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/bqgvc1ZZubE/s320/grr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's awesome, and chalk full of Chicano-isms, that I can relate to my life on a daily basis. So, in true Fancy Chola fashion...I've decided to stop the bitching an moaning, and look at the bright side. So what if I got rejected by the Spanish Market..so what if I'm so broke I can't pay attention..so what if our truck got stolen? I'm here ain't I? I have good hair, &amp;amp; awesome family and friends, and if those things fall through I still have beer right? Recently I feel like life has been handing me a big can of "chinga tu madre"! (thank you Cruzito), but sabes que...the sun is out, and I'm looking forward to good livin. I have been taking some time off of the purse making, but it feels good to rest. I am waiting for some inspiration to hit in the form of new fabric, and the pin-up's are begging me to create them some new home girls. The weather is getting warmer, and it's almost torta de huevo, and natillas time of year. Things really aren't that bad! So all the bad JUJU can just kiss my flat butt! I am also hoping to get back on the Weight Watchers wagon...I need to lose some arm jiggle before summer hits! Even though my friend Carolyn (floresoriginals) has been very generous with her photo shop skills, I am troubled by the fact that my mirror does not have a slimming feature..what's up with that? I have to assume that god made me a gordita because he wanted me to develop my personality...or maybe I would be vain, and mean! Oh wait I am vain and mean..but in a good way! If I was still in a complaining kind of mood, I would tell you about the 70+ grey hairs that I have found, counted, and pulled from my 31 year old head...but I won't! I am smiling in spite of my recent drama, and that's all I could ever ask for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZ8fGRe0f4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/EnEbnW1Bb-s/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304993078698082178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZ8fGRe0f4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/EnEbnW1Bb-s/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine Flowers! Que Fancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZ8fGS85c1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/foGlya4pDOs/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304993079092671314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZ8fGS85c1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/foGlya4pDOs/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa320/s14_08/bloodinbloodout.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa320/s14_08/bloodinbloodout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got any &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;favorite Chicano-isms or ism's in general? I wanna hear them! Here are some of my favorites from the movie. Enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl04_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=33077"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hola pretty, are ju blonde all ova?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl05_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=35020"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;La Onda don't shine shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl31_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=98633"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; might be light on the outside but i'm brown on the inside!! to the bone!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl33_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=111089"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cruzito: This ain't no pinche card game ese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gallo Negro: Hey, life's a risk carnal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl40_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=148420"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And now for my brown brothas, sorry no tortilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl41_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=148421"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Look at that ray of sunshine in all that darkness down there. Come here sweetness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl47_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=156468"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EASY. LIKE LIKE MANTECILLA ON A WARM TORTILLA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl08_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=42089"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In your dreams Pedro, in your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl09_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=47343"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Imma lover, not a fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl10_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=47911"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Where the hell you get that PLACA little bo beep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="gridQuotesList_ctl11_anchQuote" href="http://www.moviequotes.com/fullquote.cgi?qnum=47912"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;His Blue eyes are turning brown, Cackita Brown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-6461686093168025293?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/6461686093168025293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-llores-vatayou-cry-you-die.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6461686093168025293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6461686093168025293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-llores-vatayou-cry-you-die.html' title='No LLores Vata..You cry you die!'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZ8YhzTTi9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/bqgvc1ZZubE/s72-c/grr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-6925379950584049351</id><published>2009-02-11T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:59:13.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains it pours! And by rain I mean CRAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZMB0Yrgi1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/td93Jbwdpy0/s1600-h/truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301583185834969938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZMB0Yrgi1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/td93Jbwdpy0/s320/truck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZMDOnjwqjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/70t21c0e120/s1600-h/me+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this fine February week started of with a real bang! If you have read my blog before, you already know that I am so broke, that I have to put a hamburger on layaway. I have been in a creative slump, and now my husband and I are the victims of auto theft! Yes it's true..and terrible...and so very wrong! My husband is a contractor/plumber, and our work truck is our mobile office. He was under a house repairing a leak, when (oh the horror!) he heard his truck start! His employee dashed out into the street in hot pursuit of the hardened criminal, but was quickly left in the smoke of our newly repaired diesel engine. What? Can you believe it? We just put four thousand dollars into that truck in the last 3 months. His and his employees wallet were in that truck, along with both of there house, and vehicle keys. Not to mention our gas log for tax purposes, receipts, and some equipment. Ay Dios Mio! The criminal lets call him A** Hole...did do us the courtesy of detaching our utility trailer, in order to make a quick get away. He was apparently scoping out the scene, while my husband was hard at work under a house trying to make and HONEST living. What the heck people. I mean I'm just a squirrel trying to get a nut, and I can't seem to catch a break! I am grateful that everyone is safe..but bitter about my loss! To think that A**Hole is having a real laugh looking through my husbands wallet at our family photos, while heating up a turkey pot pie, and watching Cops with his stained wife beater, and dirty tube socks! I hope karma kicks his ass, and he realizes why! I know, I know, not very Christian of me, but I told you guys I was bitter! I have been praying my novina to San Antonio, finder of lost items, but who knows maybe this is meant to be a can of karmic whoop ass for me and my husband! I mean I think that basically we are genuinely good people, who live a good moral life, but hey that's just me grading my own paper...what if I think I am a witty little elf, with a gift for sarcasm, and I am actually a huge ass? If it is karma, it's definitely coming after me..my husband is much to quiet and honest to do any cosmic damage. I don't know, random act, or cosmic payback..it sucks! I just hope my streak of bad luck, is over. I'm not used to this, my friend calls me Even Steven, because I always break even or end up ahead, I always get great parking at Costco, and usually everything works out in my favor..even if I don't realize it right away. Hopefully this is one of those times! I better take some precautions though, maybe I will try to ease up on the cuss words, and quit sneaking smokes in my garage. Any who, my rant is over, and my plea to the universe has begun. Send your good vibes my way if you have some to spare, and I'll keep on tru&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZMB0z72MNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/egGzWTDLDVA/s1600-h/rack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301583193151254738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZMB0z72MNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/egGzWTDLDVA/s320/rack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ckin, (oh wait! I have no truck!). &lt;a href="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n57/Avatar31/anthonypadua.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n57/Avatar31/anthonypadua.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Farewell old Friend..we'll miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-6925379950584049351?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/6925379950584049351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-it-rains-it-pours-and-by-rain-i.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6925379950584049351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6925379950584049351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-it-rains-it-pours-and-by-rain-i.html' title='When it rains it pours! And by rain I mean CRAP!'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SZMB0Yrgi1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/td93Jbwdpy0/s72-c/truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-6796716939417961256</id><published>2009-02-02T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:58:52.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola Otra Vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SYcl7vY5jiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7pvxGk9fDz8/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298245194888089122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SYcl7vY5jiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7pvxGk9fDz8/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm back..it's been a rough couple of weeks. I am operating on stress, and ibuprofen, and I am in a funk...and not the good Studio 64 kind. I mean the kind of funk where your down, and lack the "ganas" to create or do anything. I did however get talked into trying out for the Santa Fe Spanish Market..ahem..I mean the contemporary Hispanic market. I know there is a big difference..the "traditional" artists usually point it out. Not all of them just the snotty's that think contemporary art is a lower rung on the artistic latter. To them I say guffaw. Contemporary art is Art on steroids! It is art that has yet to be discovered..colors that scare the faint of heart, and grab the looker by the coller and say "can you handle this!". But I digress, back to the funk, a&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SYcl7Vf13UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2rgR9dfR4ks/s1600-h/handbag+trio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298245187937885506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SYcl7Vf13UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2rgR9dfR4ks/s320/handbag+trio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd Santa Fe Market. I entered three bags, not my best work just three bags that I had yet to sell. I figured hey why the heck not? But now here I sit waiting to be judged and possibly rejected! REJECTED!!!!!!! What was I thinking? Can I handle a funk and a rejection?? Will I ever recover, or will I have to end my tumultuous relationship with my fickle sewing machine for good? Whatever the outcome is, I have no choice but to take it like a lady. A bitchy, fit throwing, potty mouthed lady! Now if I do get in, I can only hope that it brings me a wave of motivation, to get creatively crakin' once again. Pray for me guys! O yes...suggestions on funk busters are greatly appreciated! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-6796716939417961256?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/6796716939417961256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/02/hola-otra-vez.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6796716939417961256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/6796716939417961256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/02/hola-otra-vez.html' title='Hola Otra Vez'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SYcl7vY5jiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7pvxGk9fDz8/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-5770975098669652158</id><published>2009-01-08T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:21:47.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aye ya yie...I'm broke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWaxDRd1p0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nlLkDVfNkuc/s1600-h/elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289109482179503938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWaxDRd1p0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nlLkDVfNkuc/s320/elvis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well first let me start off this blog by saying..HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELVIS! The king is gone but not forgotten. What an icon, what a looker, what an eater! A man after my own heart really! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's 8 days into the new year and I'm scared! What the hell happened to all the money? It used to miraculously appear in my bank account, and it just up and walked away. I mean I know we are facing tough times, but I never thought that it would hit my life so hard! I have never been a woman of means, but comfortable indeed. Now I'm cooking papa's and beans, and leaving no leftover wasted. My lip and eyebrow waxer has put my face up on a milk carton..(luckily no one will recognize me with this Magnum P.I. mustache), and ahh the fond memories of a pedicure are but a mere speck in the rear view mirror of my life. A trip to the movies is now a Lifetime flick on the couch, and I have turned into the energy Nazi, punishing the wasteful boys that dare leave the lights on in an empty room. I guess I could look at the bright side, the new budget has no room for eating out, so I may just turn this cash loss into some pounds lost! The lack of entertainment funds, could force me to back to my sewing machine, and hey maybe poverty will make me into one of those brilliant starving artist types! Either way I gotta keep on truckin. I guess that things could be worse, I could have a beard that coordinates with my stash right? For now, I'm skating on thin ice, but hey at least I'm skating! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWang6vNUOI/AAAAAAAAADY/yQ7KdCZ2Nw0/s1600-h/winter+08+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289098996358140130" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWang6vNUOI/AAAAAAAAADY/yQ7KdCZ2Nw0/s200/winter+08+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colorado..thin ice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                      THE SCARY ENERGY NAZI.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWak4k-aF7I/AAAAAAAAADI/J9NzH--E_oM/s1600-h/winter+08+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..NO LIGHTS FOR YOU!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289096104298289074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWak4k-aF7I/AAAAAAAAADI/J9NzH--E_oM/s200/winter+08+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'd like to say a special thanks to Carolyn for the shout out that she gave me on her blog, (Mi Vida Loca) check her out, not only is she a good friend, but her art is bad ass!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWawYb3H5NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gg-gi0W2ZZU/s1600-h/me+and+carolyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289108746235536594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWawYb3H5NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gg-gi0W2ZZU/s200/me+and+carolyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-5770975098669652158?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/5770975098669652158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/01/aye-ya-yieim-broke.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/5770975098669652158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/5770975098669652158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2009/01/aye-ya-yieim-broke.html' title='Aye ya yie...I&apos;m broke!'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SWaxDRd1p0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nlLkDVfNkuc/s72-c/elvis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-1285212336363706839</id><published>2008-12-31T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:50:50.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays are over..the diet begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SVv0vWgixQI/AAAAAAAAACo/ji0p6buspCw/s1600-h/11-12-08_1237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286087681982514434" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SVv0vWgixQI/AAAAAAAAACo/ji0p6buspCw/s200/11-12-08_1237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh oh did I really eat all that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SVv2RI7WnGI/AAAAAAAAACw/7Ykp13T4AXc/s1600-h/holiday+card+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286089361964047458" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SVv2RI7WnGI/AAAAAAAAACw/7Ykp13T4AXc/s200/holiday+card+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SVv22WQpHhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/w4g0VDTkEmc/s1600-h/holiday+card+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286090001198161426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SVv22WQpHhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/w4g0VDTkEmc/s200/holiday+card+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Boys gingerbread mayham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fancy chola has a huge holiday cola! And I'm not talking a carbonated beverage..I'm talking the beef stick, cheese ball, tamale, cookie binge excess that can only come from Christmas. In my family food equals love and happiness. And boy am I happy and loved...just ask the strained button on my pants. Every year I say that I'm not gonna over do it, but the queso beckons me, the tamales sing the song of the siren, and I answer those pleas of "eat me" "eat me", with a gusto that can only be described as forbidden love realized. I joke but my struggle with food is a difficult hurdle, that I have never been able to conquer. 2009 is my year, I will focus more energy on creative endeavors, and less on the culinary saboteurs that haunt me! I hope that the new year will bring me the inspiration to perfect my handbags, create new patron pin-ups, and find new outlets for my limited talents! Reading the blogs of fellow creative types, has really inspired me. I sometimes get overwhelmed by such awesome talent, but it also motivates me to carve out my own little niche in the creative world. I hope this year is full of hope an inspiration for all, and I will look forward to reading the adventures of you talented ladies that I so envy! (I hope that the visual feasts of my fellow bloggers can replace some of my actual ones!) Keep creating deliciousness ladies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-1285212336363706839?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/1285212336363706839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-are-overthe-diet-begins.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/1285212336363706839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/1285212336363706839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-are-overthe-diet-begins.html' title='The Holidays are over..the diet begins!'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SVv0vWgixQI/AAAAAAAAACo/ji0p6buspCw/s72-c/11-12-08_1237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-8915633129242066126</id><published>2008-12-16T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:31:38.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday Speed Way</title><content type='html'>What happened to my life? As a child Christmas seemed to freeze time. The anticipation nearly killed me! But now at days, where is the anticipation? I don't have time to anticipate anything, much less show up on time! Starting in October, I begin to feel like a paper airplane shooting through the next few months, only to land in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abysmal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasteland&lt;/span&gt; of the January let downs, just in time to start yet another doomed to fail new year diet. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; you me, eating beef stick, and tamales for a month straight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; exactly set me on the right track. I make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;biscochitos&lt;/span&gt; and trust me that half pound of lard per batch, goes straight to my fanny pack (front butt, rolls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pansa&lt;/span&gt;..you get the idea).&lt;br /&gt;Every year around this time, I plan to make great hand made items for my loved ones, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; funny right? Well it's the thought that counts. I was so motivated after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Muertos&lt;/span&gt; show in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mesilla&lt;/span&gt;, I mean my creative juices were really flowing, but I was so tired, that I took a little break. I jump started my creative efforts for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Monte&lt;/span&gt; Vista show in Albuquerque, but all I got was ripped off and rejected. I sold a few patron pin-ups and some ornaments, but 30 bucks wasn't what I would call a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; show. What kind of world are we living in when a girl can't sell Blessed Mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Retablos&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I am really making an effort to stop, slow down, and enjoy whats left of the holiday season. I vow to do some baking this week, and even make a necklace or two. I have an order to fill for some ornaments, but I promise to not procrastinate and get overwhelmed. I WILL, by golly take a picture of my boys, and send out Christmas cards, and maybe even watch some Christmas Classics (Nestor the long eared donkey anyone?). Yikes! Listing all that, just caused me to hyperventilate a little! Where the hell is my paper bag? Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-8915633129242066126?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/8915633129242066126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-speed-way.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/8915633129242066126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/8915633129242066126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-speed-way.html' title='The Holiday Speed Way'/><author><name>TheFancyChola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273391771701397469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQgVN5CQZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fAigRY5aqVM/S220/me+fancy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097979862417657986.post-5877343455551922166</id><published>2008-12-13T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:41:33.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola! Fancy Cholas (or Cholos, I don't discriminate!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQwC-XUjDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bxr1hdZq-L4/s1600-h/cha+cha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279397490843749426" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQwC-XUjDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bxr1hdZq-L4/s200/cha+cha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQwCC5Ca9I/AAAAAAAAABw/ePznT6LDGFE/s1600-h/elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279397474879040466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQwCC5Ca9I/AAAAAAAAABw/ePznT6LDGFE/s200/elvis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to my blog! Let's get down to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nitty&lt;/span&gt; gritty..who is this Fancy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chola&lt;/span&gt;? I am a mother of 3 boys, devoted wife, and creator of funk. I figured why not give this blogging business a try. I dibble dabble in the arts, but do not consider myself to be an artist. I would love that kind of talent but alas, it was not to be. So I work with what I got. I create &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reversible&lt;/span&gt; handbags, that feature Latin prints, pin-ups and kitsch. I ventured across the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;border&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;discovered&lt;/span&gt; some wicked cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mercado&lt;/span&gt; bags, that I then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;funktified&lt;/span&gt; with fabric embellishments and a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;. All my handbags feature a flower &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;motto&lt;/span&gt; goes "A flower in the handbag or one in the hair, always adds a Latin flare!" I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; also mention that I have a strange and deep seeded crush on the King himself..Elvis. I am working on a bag that features that handsome devil, it's called the Elvis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pursely&lt;/span&gt;. Get it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pursely&lt;/span&gt;...like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Presley&lt;/span&gt;...catchy right? Any who, my other ventures include my patron pin-ups, which feature 40's era esquire style pin-ups on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;retablo&lt;/span&gt; style background. That's pretty much me, and what I do. I am stocking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefancychola.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, and am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;abandoning&lt;/span&gt; craft shows! I had a bad experience recently (see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://floresoriginals.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;floresoriginals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for details).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtqoGm-ZI/AAAAAAAAABY/-7otgHAYbyA/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279394873527957906" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtqoGm-ZI/AAAAAAAAABY/-7otgHAYbyA/s400/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtpyrsDOI/AAAAAAAAABA/AE-6GjIpEuQ/s1600-h/Sam"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279394859187965154" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtpyrsDOI/AAAAAAAAABA/AE-6GjIpEuQ/s400/Sam%27s+birthday+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtqgUkd_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/VZxVgtsShd8/s1600-h/handbags+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtqMiCN9I/AAAAAAAAABI/0i1vLB-Jvu8/s1600-h/100_5633.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQuT9_4raI/AAAAAAAAABo/Gf0MxYuQEU0/s1600-h/100_5648.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtqiR_y3I/AAAAAAAAABg/u6OouqVzO3Q/s1600-h/100_5644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279394871965109106" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RwhKSQ_SbgM/SUQtqiR_y3I/AAAAAAAAABg/u6OouqVzO3Q/s400/100_5644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; you stopping by and I hope you will stop in from time to read my wacky adventures of creating with limited talent, but endless inspiration! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097979862417657986-5877343455551922166?l=thefancychola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/feeds/5877343455551922166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2008/12/hola-fancy-cholas-or-cholos-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/5877343455551922166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097979862417657986/posts/default/5877343455551922166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefancychola.blogspot.com/2008/12/hola-fancy-cholas-or-cholos-i-dont.html' title='Hola! 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