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Becoming Sophie Atomic

Why I Stopped Holding Myself Back and Stepped Into Pinup

For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved the world of pinup and rockabilly. The bold styles, the effortless confidence, the timeless silhouettes. I was drawn to it in a way that felt almost instinctual, like I had known in another life that I belonged there.

But I never let myself truly step into it.

I spent years believing I wasn’t enough. Not pretty enough. Not thin enough. Not the right type of person for it. Somewhere along the way, I absorbed the idea that pinup was for a certain kind of woman, and I wasn’t it.

I don’t know exactly where that belief came from. Maybe it was growing up in a world that constantly tells women they need to fit a mold. Maybe it was the echoes of people making fun of me when I was younger for dressing in the style. Maybe it was an ex-boyfriend, years ago, who went out of his way to make me feel less than; an insecurity that lingered far longer than he ever did.

But here’s what I do know: I was wrong.

Every woman is worthy. Every woman has value. And the only thing that had ever kept me from stepping into this world was me.

I turned 40 last December and realized that my life was not what I wanted. It was also not what 15-year-old me had dreamed of. That was a gut punch, but it was also a turning point. I decided that if I wanted something different, I had to stop waiting and go after it.

So I did. And the moment I took that first step, the doors flew open.

How It All Started: Saying Yes to Miss Oil City

The first opportunity came unexpectedly.

Boston Betty, who competes in pinup and works as a photographer, reached out to invite my roller derby team to compete in Miss Oil City, a pinup pageant happening on May 24th in Casper, Wyoming. She was waiving the entry fee for the skaters, giving us a chance to step into something completely new.

I freaked out.

For two hours, I spiraled, going back and forth between I want to do this so badly and I can’t, I’ll make a fool of myself. But then a teammate said six words that changed everything:

“Why don’t you just go for it?”

So I did.

That one choice, the decision to say yes, set off a chain reaction.

From Casper to Arizona: The RockNRoute Rendezvous

After I signed up for Miss Oil City, the universe decided to test just how serious I was about stepping into this new world.

Through the pageant, I was introduced to an incredible woman named Jezebel Jinx, who runs a huge pinup community in Williams, Arizona. She told me she was doing a speed round of applications for RockNRoute Rendezvous, a major pinup competition happening September 13–14, but applications closed the next day.

My stomach dropped.

I wanted to apply. I really wanted to apply. But fear crept in again.

Thankfully, my mom, the absolute rock that she is, pushed me to go for it. And so, I did. Less than 24 hours later, I found out I had been accepted.

In two months, I had gone from doubting whether I even belonged in pinup to competing in two pageants, one of them at a national level.

This wasn’t just something I admired anymore. I was in it.

Finding My Place in the Pinup Community

I expected to feel out of place.

I thought I’d be the odd one out, the woman fumbling through her first steps in a world full of polished professionals. But what I found instead was one of the most supportive, empowering groups of women I’ve ever met.

These aren’t just pretty faces posing for photos. These are real women with real lives, real struggles, and real stories. And yet, no matter what they have going on, they show up for each other. They cheer each other on, hype each other up, and make sure no one feels like they don’t belong.

For so long, I had believed that stepping into this world required perfection. It doesn’t. It requires confidence, authenticity, and the courage to take up space.

Yesterday, for the first time, I felt it click.

As the women around me told me I was beautiful, that they were proud of me for taking a chance on myself, something shifted. I wasn’t an outsider looking in.

I belonged here.

Meet Sophie Atomic

With all of this happening, I knew I needed a name that fit the energy of this transformation.

I love all things Cold War era. The Atomic Age, the mid-century aesthetic, the firecracker energy of it all. It felt right. Sophie is cute, pinup-esque, and keeps the “S” theme that still feels like me.

And so, Sophie Atomic was born.

Sophie Atomic isn’t a character. She’s me without the fear. She’s me at full confidence, at full volume.

The Next Chapter: Miss Oil City, RockNRoute, and My First Magazine Feature

Right now, I’m in full prep mode. I’ve spent hours scrolling Pinterest for outfit ideas, practicing hair and makeup, working on my walk, my poses, my presence.

At first, I thought I had to play it safe. Lean into classic or kitschy pinup because that’s what felt “acceptable.” But the more I grow into this, the more I realize that playing it safe isn’t me.

I’m not just pinup. I’m rockabilly. I’m psychobilly. I’m a little louder, a little edgier, a little rougher around the edges. And that’s exactly the kind of energy I’m bringing to these competitions.

Beyond the pageants, I’m also planning my first magazine feature in Rods N’ Rebels. Jezebel Jinx, who runs the magazine, has welcomed me into her La’Rouge Rebelz troupe and invited me to submit photos whenever I’m ready. She told me she has every faith I’ll fit right in.

That moment, standing there realizing a pinup magazine will be publishing my photos, was surreal.

If You’re Waiting for the Right Time, Stop Waiting

If I’ve learned anything through this journey, it’s this: you don’t need permission to chase the life you want.

I used to think I wasn’t enough. But the truth is, it doesn’t matter what size you are, what you look like, or how much experience you have. You are worthy. You have value.

And if there’s something calling to you, something you’ve always wanted to do but fear has held you back, this is your sign to go for it.

I spent years standing on the sidelines. That ends now.

Follow My Journey + Get Inspired

I’ll be sharing every step of this experience, from competitions to behind-the-scenes looks at my transformation, on:
📌 Pinterest – My pinup inspiration board
📷 Instagram: @LevelUpSaho – Outfits, pageant prep, and photoshoots
📺 YouTube: LevelUpSaho – Vlogs and behind-the-scenes content
📝 Right here on this blog – Deep dives into my journey

This is just the beginning. Let’s make it happen.

xoxo
-S

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Celebrating the Punk Rock Soul: My Love for Social Distortion

There are moments in life that resonate with the raw, unfiltered essence of who we are. For me, these moments often come wrapped in the gritty, soulful chords of punk rock, a genre that speaks to my rebellious spirit and love for authenticity. At the heart of this passion is a band that has profoundly shaped my musical journey: Social Distortion.

Discovering Social Distortion: A Love Story

My journey with Social Distortion began years ago, almost serendipitously. I was flipping through an old stack of CDs at a local record store when I stumbled upon an album with a skeletal figure on the cover, exuding an aura of cool defiance. That album was “White Light, White Heat, White Trash,” and from the first strum of the guitar, I was hooked. The raw energy, the poignant lyrics, and the unmistakable voice of Mike Ness became a soundtrack to my life.

Mike Ness: The Heartbeat of Social Distortion

Mike Ness, the charismatic frontman of Social Distortion, is more than just a musician; he’s a storyteller. His voice, weathered by years of experience and emotion, delivers each lyric with a sincerity that is hard to find. Ness’s songwriting often explores themes of love, loss, redemption, and resilience, striking a chord with anyone who has ever felt like an outsider. His personal journey, marked by battles with addiction and a relentless pursuit of authenticity, mirrors the themes in Social Distortion’s music and adds a layer of depth to every song.

One of the reasons I admire Mike Ness is his unwavering commitment to his craft. Despite the ever-changing music landscape, he has stayed true to the band’s roots, blending punk rock with rockabilly and blues influences to create a sound that is uniquely Social Distortion. His resilience and dedication are inspiring, reminding me to stay true to my passions no matter the obstacles.

Also, Mike, if you’re reading this, marry me? I know, I know, it’s a bit sudden, but think of it: endless punk rock karaoke at home, matching leather jackets, and all the skeleton decor your heart desires. Just saying. I’m great at making nachos and have a decent collection of punk vinyls. Plus, we could start a reality show called “Married with Distortion.” Just throwing it out there.

A Dream Come True: Seeing Social Distortion Live

This weekend marks a monumental moment in my life: I get to see Social Distortion live in concert for the first time. The anticipation has been building for months, and the excitement is almost palpable. It’s not just about the music; it’s about experiencing the energy, the camaraderie of fellow fans, and the chance to witness firsthand the magic that has defined so much of my musical journey.

I imagine the surge of adrenaline as the lights dim and the first chords of “Story of My Life” ring out. I picture myself singing along to “Ball and Chain” with a crowd of people who share the same love for the band. And most importantly, I look forward to seeing Mike Ness, the man whose voice and lyrics have been a constant companion through many highs and lows.

The Impact of Social Distortion

Social Distortion’s music is more than just a collection of songs; it’s a narrative of life’s complexities, beautifully encapsulated in punk rock form. Their songs have been there for me in times of heartbreak, joy, and everything in between. They’ve taught me the importance of staying true to oneself and the power of music to heal and inspire.

As I prepare for this weekend’s concert, I’m filled with gratitude. Gratitude for the music that has been a constant in my life, for Mike Ness and his unwavering dedication, and for the opportunity to finally see the band that has meant so much to me. This concert isn’t just a show; it’s a celebration of a journey that has been years in the making.

Final Thoughts

To anyone who hasn’t yet experienced the raw power of Social Distortion, I encourage you to dive in. Listen to their albums, pay attention to the lyrics, and let the music speak to you. And if you ever get the chance to see them live, seize it. There’s something profoundly transformative about connecting with the music you love in a live setting. (And Momma, he has some great old country cover songs. Just sayin’…)

As I count down the hours to the concert, I’m reminded of a line from one of their songs: “I know I’m not alone, I feel this sense of home.” This weekend, I’ll find that sense of home in a crowd of strangers, united by a shared love for Social Distortion and the timeless music of Mike Ness. Here’s to the music that moves us, the artists who inspire us, and the moments that make life truly unforgettable.

And Mike, if my heartfelt plea for marriage doesn’t sway you, perhaps my extensive collection of skeleton-themed home decor will. Call me! I promise to never make you listen to Nickelback, and I’m really good at air guitar. Just think about it – we could be the ultimate punk rock power couple. Your move, Ness! (But I gotta bring my dude. . .)

xoxo
-S