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October 23, 2007

Halloween on a budget: Old School Chola

For Halloween 2000, my friends (the Ratas) hosted a 1980s themed party. I dressed up as Punky Brewster. My roommates went as metalheads or punks. Another friend dressed up as an old school chola. It was scary.

Really.

She greeted everyone when they knocked at the door of the Ratas’ apartment with a harsh “whaddaya want?” All the party guests were thrown off by the chola in front of us, until she laughed and we realized it was our friend.

1980s style chola

The chola costume can be done pretty well, but I’d be careful where you go. In the case I mentioned above, the party was on the Westside and was attended by a bunch of college students. If you’re wondering whether or not the costume is a good idea, it’s probably best to leave it at home.

Lastly, to get in to character, I suggest watching Mi Vida Loca and listening to Art Laboe play oldies on your local station.

Photo by Pantavila used under Creative Commons license.

Filed under: Randomness | POSTED BY cindylu AT 7:22 pm | 6 Comments

6 Responses to “Halloween on a budget: Old School Chola”

  1. DCNats Says:
    October 24th, 2007 at 1:54 am

    for a second I thought you were going to forget to mention the tear drop tattoo… I never should have doubted you!

  2. urban memo Says:
    October 24th, 2007 at 8:34 am

    I still have all of my chola gear somewhere.

  3. Seanathan Says:
    October 24th, 2007 at 8:41 am

    Have you ever read Love & Rockets?

    http://www.fantagraphics.com/artist/losbros/losbros.html

  4. Denise C. Says:
    October 25th, 2007 at 2:22 pm

    “Where you from, esa?” Oooooh oohoooh ooh! I dressed up as a chola for Halloween last year. Heehee. Good times. When I was growing up, I was warned that cholas were bad, the way they dressed were bad, the way they spoke was bad, even the little black bracelets they wore were bad. According to my mom, anyway. Maybe that is why I find them so interesting! I have to say, getting all suited up as a chola, with the war paint, DIckies, pendleton, aqua net, the whole nine yards…it really messes with your mind. I really wanted to go out and beat someone’s ass….as least jump someone in a gang or somethin’! ;)

  5. Browne Says:
    November 2nd, 2007 at 6:55 pm

    When I first moved to LA in the late 80s from Canada as a little Browne (went from living in the car with my mom in some hick town in canada to living with my dad in hollywood, i think i was in shock) the first group of girls I ran into where cholas. I have no idea how I started hanging out with them (possibly we were all shoplifting at the same store, but I will not confirm nor deny that) but I remember the friendship ended owing to I hung out with a variety of people, they told me I had to pick a side. I told them I didn’t want to, so we couldn’t hang out anymore, but if I ever needed help in regards to things that they could help with they were my girls.

    I have no idea what happened to them or why they hung out with me.

    I think it was surreal experience for all of us.

    Browne

  6. esa snoopy Says:
    June 4th, 2008 at 8:16 pm

    damn i remember back in those days damn foo i would be all kicking it with the firme ass homies getting drunk not giving a fuck claming my shit & representing i was down with them then my homeboy got shot that foo was my homie why does shit gotta go down like that i worry about my kids in cletcha all the time

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