We happen to live in an age where “step-sisters” is comically among the top searches on Pornhub (if you can still access it), but I swear we did not plan this!
Years ago, before I was even Max, Sophia and I met at a mutual friend’s house on Christmas. We spent the day baking and getting to know each other over fried oysters, (my grandmother’s traditional xmas morning recipe). I don’t remember ever even getting to the topic of profession, so at the time, I didn’t even know what we would one day have in common. I just knew she was cool.
Time passed, Covid happaned, Maxienne was born, Sophia moved across the country, so naturally we lost touch.
Years later, I start seeing a familiar face popping up on my timeline. Hey, I think I know that girl…and I definitely did. We reconnected at a diner in Chicago and began our new step-sisterhood. After a few duos, it turns out we have a lot more in common than just a surname.
I'll never forget meeting Max.
Our paths crossed close to 6 years ago when I found myself taste testing a fresh batch of delicious macarons in a mutual friend's kitchen. I found myself completely intrigued by this gorgeous woman in various shades of black and cream; who WAS she?! (I wouldn't find out until much later, and it was well worth the wait...)
After spending a few years living in the Pacific Northwest, I returned to my roots here in sweet home Chicago. I had established myself as Sophia Robey- a Chicago girl through and through. My namesake is a nod to the fabulous Robey Hotel-- complete with a rooftop where it's virtually impossible to feel unlucky. ;) Imagine my delight when, upon returning home, I reconnected with Max. I would love to make more memories together. I feel like Max magnifies the pleasure, sultry, nice (and maybe a little nasty) in me.
Won't you be the one to bring us together?
xo Sophia