Dance Dance Evolution??

Many of you have been dancing. And if you are reading my blog, then that's almost a given. There are many styles of dance that have, but I am still amazed at how much we have changed in the last few decades. For example, in the 1920s, this was big:

(The one on the far right is my cousin...)

And this was really big! I mean flappers were the junk, right? But lets move forward and look at this:

(Those are my parents right there!)

So we went from innocent kneecaps showing to showing the thigh. Now in the words of my grandmother: "The mo' thigh you sho', the more ho you go."  Well said...



The 70s are self explanatory. Crazy people, hair growing in size, tight, jacked up pants and poofy attachments. Yes. The 70s were as innocent as Scar in Mufasa's death.

But the 90s started a scary trend as seen below:

(Grandma was a flapper then and will forever be so.)

But today, dancing is at it's most powerful point.



(This explains everything.)

Le No More 2011.

Things are going better than Will Smith and Jada Pinkett right now. Just sayin'.

It's great what life throws at you, but somehow every time I rise like Maya Angelou. So summing up the year 2011, isn't complicated.... it was complicated. It wasn't anything horrifically bad, no chain of deaths, no major accidents, etc. It was just a year of reorganizing myself and reorienting myself in, what I guess, is the right direction. 

So what did it consist of? Well, it started off like this: 

(Pretty awkward, right?)

Then, it was more like this: 

(BTW, this was called "black man sleeping." I think it was befitting.)

Then on May 7th, I graduated and May 8th I peaced out to begin my new life living in this:

(That's my friend's swimming pool. High people in High places.)

I found a new job working with screeching elementary schoolers, and even gained some growingly close friends. 

Then I met some interesting people, and like every year, November gave me the bird:

(You tend to see a lot of these in NYC.)

And this one too:

(Many of you enjoyed this chicken, or a turkey.)

But as always, I ended the year with a bang. So here's to many more! Happy New Year, Guys!!