I am officially old or maybe just out of the gogo loop. I only recently heard of “beating your feet” a couple of months ago at the Black Family reunion downtown. I saw a young guy with a few others dancing (no music) and I thought he was a homeless man dancing for money, but I realized he was “beating his feet” with his buddies. It looks entertaining and there was even a “beat your feet” contest at the Black Family Reunion. I think the kids are dancing to the beat of the newer style gogo maybe.
One of my girlfriends said she heard it came out of Chicago originally…that could be wrong not sure. It kind of looks like breakdancing mixed with a little of the Usher/Omarion-style dancing to me (or like the West-coast “krumping” w/o the clown make-up). What ever happened to the Happy Feet? (lol) Anyway, check it a group of guys that call themselves the Beat Feet Kings at a Prince George’s Community College performance last month (video quality low)…
The quality for this one isn’t that great either, but here is a guy named Crazy Legs who I think is part of the above group.
Just my “public announcement” if you never heard of beating your feet!
I came across a Quarterlife Crisis Web site recently to find information for one of my co-workers who turned 30 last month. Now granted, the “quarterlife crisis” starts at 25, but turning 30 I would say is the culmination of the whole feeling of finally “growing up” and transitioning to adulthood.
Of course, I’m talking about women…not men. No offense, but some guys are still “growing up” at age 35 or 40. Don’t get me started on the mid-thirties crisis that some men go through. One of my friends said her husband grew a beard and bought a motorcycle when he turned 35. Can you imagine, a crisis at 35? That’s not even the real “midlife crisis” at 50.
Anyway, lucky me — I must have gotten all of that out of my system at 25 because turning 30 wasn’t that big of a deal…I embraced it. Ask me again as I get closer to 40. Anyway, if you’re still clinging onto your twenties trying to find yourself (or you are in your 30s and need a wake-up call that you’re not 20 anymore), check out this book, “Quarterlife Crisis: The Unique Challenges of Life in Your Twenties”
Unrelated, but funny to me –
The blog name is classic, Skeptical Brotha. The name “Skeptical Brotha” makes me think of the Dave Chappelle’s character “Conspiracy Brother” in the cult classic Undercover Brother.
“I’m going to Giants.” Okay, Giant grocery store has been around a long time, it’s Giant, not Giants. What’s up with the extra “s”?
“Let’s go to Dreams tonight.” No, how about we go to Dream nightclub. Again, what’s up with the extra “s”? (previously before the club’s name change to “Love”…luckily I haven’t hear anyone say “Loves” lol)
“Let’s go to Walmark.” Huh…say again? Oh, you mean Walmart. (I first heard this one in South Carolina, but it wasn’t long before I heard it in the DC area.)
One of my co-workers keeps raving about Restaurant Eve in Alexandria, VA. I still have not been yet, but I will certainly write a review once I’ve gone. One highlight is the delicious (so I’ve heard) individual pink birthday cakes on their dessert menu. See the Washingon Post article about the Restaurant Eve birthday cakes.
Did anyone catch the cover of Essence Keyshia Cole (October 2007 issue)? I am looking at the glitter nails that Keyshia is wearing. Also, gold glitter are were also showcased on p. 35. I am trying to find out how to create the look on my own. Otherwise, anyone know of a nail sop that does the glitter nails?
I went to the Washington D.C. Ebony Fashion Fair sponsored by the Continental Societies, Inc. at the Kennedy Center on Sunday afternoon. Evidently, I need to get out of the house more because I had never heard of Continental Societies, Inc. From reading the Ebony Fashion Fair program guide, some of the latest honoraries include Dorothy Height (she was there BTW), Patti LaBelle, Allison Seymour (she can dress!) of WTTG FOX 5, and Michelle Cross Fenty (Mayor Adrian Fenty’s wife).
The fashion show was very entertaining. I have to admit that I have never been a big fashion show fan, but this experience has made me a changed woman. There were lots of fashions that could be worn by regular folk like me and you. Of course, there was a share of styles that probably look best on a runway. I have to give props to a local full-figure model Phonicial Washington from Waldorf, MD. There were also two other models from Washington D.C. Overall, I would go to the Ebony Fashion Fair in the future. There will be another show tonight at the Strathmore in North Bethesda, MD sponsored by Alpha Wives Club of Montgomery County.
A couple of months ago, I wrote a short post when Jill Scott’s “Hate On Me” single was released. Well, I purchased Jill Scott’s album “The Real Thing” a few weeks ago. I finally had a chance to really listen to it…I’m lovin’ it! Some of my favorites are”All I”, “My Love” (see new video below), “Wanna Be Loved”, and “Crown Royal”. Go ‘head Jilly from Philly!
See below video for “My Love” - the hook, “My love is deeper, tighter, sweeter, higher…”
My personal rule is to never leave the house looking a hot mess to run into any store or public place for “just” a minute, but it happens to the best of us. It never fails…you WILL run into someone you haven’t seen in like five years and you would want to look your best. It just happened to me yesterday…dressed in sweaty gym gear I ran into Giant “for just second” to grab the $6.99 rotisserie chicken at the front of the store (yes, the lazy cook…I pawn that off as my own :)). Sure enough, I bumped into a past co-worker. Just great!
So ladies, repeat with me the rule that we know, “Don’t leave the house without looking your best” or at least somewhat presentable (especially at your neighborhood grocery store). For that matter, don’t buy a pregnancy test or other feminine product at your neighborhood grocery store. You’re just asking for trouble if you bump into someone. (”Didn’t she just have a baby?” lol)
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