A year ago today I was going through changes. Major changes. Changes that caused me so much emotional stress, I didn’t think I was going to make it through. I didnt understand any of it, but I knew I had no choice but to move forward. Why? Because of the “divine complications” that occur when your dreams are coming true.

Within one week, my job lost me.. Yea, THEY lost ME and I had to move out of my apartment of two years. With most of my belongings in storage and no real reason to come back to the USA, I was on my way to Prague,Czech Republic to teach and perform for 6 weeks.

As I sat in JFK airport, you would think I would be excited. Truth be told, I wasn’t. I was speechless and uncertain. But, I knew it was the right thing to do. It wasn’t until I settled into sleep, stretched out on the first flight to London that I realized..WOW.. this is really happening.I’m getting exactly what I’ve asked for.Its always been my dream to travel, teach, and perform all over the world and BOOM!

A year later, I’m in an apartment that I absolutely love and ADORE! and my dreams are STILL coming true.

It’s interesting. As a child, I didn’t really have dreams. I couldn’t. I just couldn’t fathom how me, a little girl from brooklyn who grew up believing she was ugly, could make it. So I just didn’t dream. I would watch music videos and see all those little kids performing with Michael Jackson and I’d be like “Why and how did they get there? and Why and how am I not up there?” But, I guess there was always something inside of me.. no matter how quiet, that knew the life I was meant to live. I’m so humbled and thankful to be living my dreams.

Thank you God for ordering my steps, leading me in the right direction and always putting me exactly where I’m supposed to be.


Lift Off

On a recent flight, I was seated in the first row of the coach section. YAY! I can get on AND off of the plane faster and of course my favorite.. I get to see ALL of the wonderful events occurring.. IN FIRST CLASS!!!

Aaah yes.. I  get privileges such as watching the first class passengers sip on complimentary beverages as soon we take off,  enjoy the smell of their delicious meals (being served to them with the best of service ) and best of all, I get to see it all through a lovely sheer curtain! YAY ME!

Oh and did I mention I get first dibs on feeling that BRISK air conditioning while watching the first class passengers get blankets? Oh Joy!!

Don’t worry First Class, Its coach for now, but soon it will be my own private jet! How ya like dat!!!!



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Shernita Goes to LA!

LA… what can I say? I had a blast.

Beautiful weather, beautiful people and of course, beautiful me.

It was my first time visiting LA on business and I loved it. I got the opportunity to perform with Mr. West (again) and spend quality with quality people.  It was a nice change of scenery for me.

Gorgeous heterosexual men, Palm trees, parties in the Hollywood hills, The Fly Guys, Santa Monica Beach, In N Out Burger, Dancers, Family time, The Grove, Destini Rogers, Hollywood walk of fame, traffic, Mel’s Diner, Hancock Park and Roscoe’s Chicken & Waffles. (Oh God how I love Roscoe’s)

DASSSITTT! (for now)

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Pictures can’t fully describe how beautiful this country is. It really is a sight to see. I’m truly thankful to be able to witness it.

Another beautiful thing here in Prague, is Love. There is love everywhere. Young and old. Couples are everywhere, openly displaying how they feel for each other. From kisses, to warm embraces to holding hands. It’s here  in Prague. It’s really awesome to see elderly couples appearing to be as much in love now as they were when they were first married. Yes, married. I’ve seen a lot of wedding bands. A lot.  No one is ashamed to let the world know that they are in a relationship, and they are proud to be “taken”.

I must say it’s a nice change from NYC. I notice that there’s a lot less PDA (Public Displays of Affection ) going on in the states. I feel like it’s frowned upon. It makes me wonder if NYC has got it all wrong….

My future husband and I will be very wealthy (just putting that into the Universe) , and we will definitely come to Prague to join in on the PDA action. Or shit, we’ll get that PDA poppin right in NYC.. who knows…

Yummy isn’t it?

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Nothing is free in Prague. And I do mean nothing! When you sit down to eat, the only thing you won’t pay for are utensils. Water? Gotta pay for it. Ketchup? Yup that too. You even have to pay to use the restroom at certain establishments during certain times. Lucky for me, I haven’t had to go THAT bad thank God.

I just finished performing and judging at Dancer of the Year 2011. Dancer of the Year is an annual televised dance battle. We had to choose 10 finalists to battle their asses off and eventually choose a winner. Real talk, it was tough. I honestly wanted to choose them both. The venue was dope, SaSaZu. Dope club and restaurant. It was awesome. Of course I looked stunning. And my performances… life changing! One of the things I can appreciate (at times) is the simplicity of being overseas; I signed some girls’s ticket. Like yea, autographs are poppin out here. Go figure.

Battles are a big thing out here. There is a clear separation between commercial dance and underground. It’s like you’re not allowed to do both. I’m thankful that I have found a way to be successful but doing both, I hope the people here take notice. Im about making this money (Dollars, Krowns, Euro, Yen, Pounds, scrilla, dough, cheese, cheddar, Gwap etc) doing it all from ballet, to modern, to chicken noodle souping and cat daddying all over the world!

Everyone loves me here.. (of course lol) I honestly don’t feel like I’m with “strangers”. I feel like Im with my family in another country. I am well taken care of. I’m around really good people. God is poppin. ( does the Cat Daddy for Jesus)

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Blizzard 2010: Bloomberg Doesn’t Care About Brooklyn People

So today, I stepped out of my house for the first time since it snowed. And all I have to say is ” You know this shit is…f**king RIDICULOUS!!”

First of all, my block still looks as if it snowed 5 minutes ago. One of the busiest streets in Brooklyn, Nostrand Avenue, didn’t seem to be plowed at all.  As I trucked it all the way down the ave, I noticed that each side street looked the same… Abandoned cars and fallen people with attitudes.

Now I haven’t been to the city yet, but I’m pretty certain that many of their streets are well taken care of… I’m almost positive that the people who live in Manhattan are getting around just fine. Brooklyn on the other hand, we out here straight stuck. Held hostage by the weather..I got shit to do… Fa real…

Every time there is some sort of severe storm, NYC is NEVER prepared. #wheredeydodatat? This is straight unacceptable. Get it together.

Senor Bloomberg,

No Bueno.

Buenas Noches


Christmas? No Thanks…

I’ll just be honest.. (as always).. I am not a fan of Christmas.  The older I got, the more I realized that Christmas is less about genuine sharing and caring, and more about who’s getting what, what somebody got you, and what everybody didn’t get.

Last time I heard, (and maybe I heard wrong), Christmas was about the birth of Jesus Christ. How Christmas turned into X-mas with a fat white man in a red suit?.. I just don’t know.

The rent’s late, the lights are off and the kids are hungry.. but people are rushing to get that Xbox, that Wii and those Ugg Boots.

Black Friday.. YAY! So now we’re physically assaulting our fellow “brothers and sisters” to get that Tickle Me Elmo and that 40inch flat screen tv.. Thats the spirit!!!

Personally, I’m looking forward to December 31st.. when the gifts are long forgotten and everyone is focused on becoming better people for a better new year. That’s the spirit I’m into.

Delicious.. aint it?

A Colored Girl on “For Colored Girls”

Ntozake Shange’s Choreopoem ” For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow is Enuf” has hit the big screen. Directed by Tyler Perry, “For Colored Girls” is a Sensational movie with an all star cast. Its deep, its heavy and its real. I loved it and I will see it again.

I have noticed however that black men in particular are pretty upset about their depiction in the movie. They feel the movie is “man bashing” or portraying black men in a negative light. Now lets think for a second…

If I’m not mistaken, every day I turn on the radio I hear that I’m a bitch, slut, ho, slore or some other derogatory name.

Do I still love and support black men? Yes.

Many days I am harassed by men of color, who think it’s okay to make sexual commentary on the shape of my behind, legs, lips, hips etc etc

Do I still love and support black men? Yes.

How many black men of power are married to or primarily date women of other races?

Do I still love and support black men? Yes.

I’m the one who should be offended, No?

So after all this, a movie comes out to help us regain our power and do better for ourselves and Black men are upset? C’mon Son! Man up! Face the facts, a lot of Black men don’t treat Black women with respect, honor and love. It’s unfortunate, but it’s the way it is. If you know that you always treat Black women with respect, honor and love, then you shouldn’t have any issues with the movie.

Here’s a few points to keep in mind:

We must keep in mind that this choreopoem was first performed in the 1970’s when women had way less rights and way less options, so the movie is based on that time period.

We must also keep in mind that there are physical abusers, verbal abusers, rapists, and just plain ole all round assholes in every race and culture. This movie is from a black woman’s point of view. Black women with Black love for Black men.

Everyday I turn on the tv or open magazines to images that don’t represent me. In not so many words , Im being told that being “just” black is “just” not good enough. I can’t tell you how many breakdowns I read that are casting “ethnically ambiguous” women. And FINALLY, I have not only a book, but a movie telling me what I’ve known for years..that pretty much “Im the Shit”. I have something telling the world that although I have issues (like we all do)  my skin is beautiful just the way it is, my lips are beautiful just the way they are and my hair is the right  texture just the way it is. I have something telling me that I need to appreciate, accept and love myself more. Y’all should actually be thankful for a movie like this.

So my dear black men, don’t get mad. Get educated. Read the play. Take your nieces & nephews.. man take the whole family to see it. Let’s teach our young men to respect and value their women and lets teach our young women to respect and value themselves.

Please feel free to comment.. this is an open dialogue for all of us

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Air Conditioning.. Enough is Enough

Now I know summer is coming to an end… but the air conditioning isn’t.

I can appreciate some nice cool air just as much as the next person, but is it really necessary to catch pneumonia just from doing simple tasks such as riding the train or shopping? I don’t think so.

Each and every summer, (on our lovely affordable public transportation system *sarcastic* ) I’ve had to ruin my outfit by carrying some sort of sweater or jacket for risk of freezing to death just to get to my destination. Its just not fair. ( I like to look good ya know?)

Or let me dare NOT  walk into some sort of electronics store! The freeze is on. My ears go numb and my nose starts running and by morning… Im popping the Dayquil just to make it through the day. It’s not right.

Summertime in NYC should not lead to possible death from hypothermia…

Although the temperature is cooling down, Im pretty certain the AC will be bumping well into november in many NYC areas. So bundle the hell up.