Reminisce

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.

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Shernita’s Blog from Prague 6

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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Shernita’s Blog From Prague 5

Things have been really wonderful here in Prague. It’s countdown time to my return home and I know yall miss me (don’t front). I’ve been having a magical time with some really magical people. The history and beauty of this place is breathtaking. The parks here are to die for. I don’t think there’s a park in America that can compare to any of the parks here. I’ve visited Petcin, Vysehrad and Stromovka park. Stunning! (Pics on facebook soon)

I’ve also had a blast participating in Stare Offs. Yes, Stare Offs. I’ve been trying to see how long I can stare back at someone or how many different faces I can make. People have been smiling back lately, which makes it more fun. However, today was a first in the history of Shernita’s Shenanigans. Today, I participating in my first Growl Off. Yes, a Growl Off. What is a Growl Off you say? Well let me tell you…

So I’m minding my sweet lil business walking down the street and a small boy stares me up and down then proceeds to run towards me arms open wide. I thought he was going to hug me but at the last minute he decides to swipe my leg. Then he turns around, stops and growls at me. Now, you know Grandmas ain’t raise no punk, and shit I’m from BK Who da fuck want war????… So I growl back. This growling match continues for what seemed to be like 5 long minutes. Then his older sister comes to the door confused as hell, to the point where she runs back inside screaming. Then his mother comes to the door and is clearly baffled at this duel that’s occurring. I was a lil nervous but I couldn’t back down not when I was this far in the game. So the growling continues until I am laid out on the sidewalk growling and cracking up and the lil boy has now run away smiling. Andddddd Scene!

I know this sounds like a Charlie Murphy True Hollywood Story but I promise this really happened. Fa Real… there were witnesses. Ask if you don’t believe me.. fa real…

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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)

Tadow! More coming soon!!

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Shernita’s Blog from Prague 2

I love Prague. The weather is beautiful, the city is beautiful and I’m beautiful. What more could a girl ask for?

View from Paddle Boat on Vltava River

Things are definitely different here. The amount of cigarette smoking is killer! The jig is definitely down on that one. Imma need to find some sort of febreze situation, because me smelling like cigarettes is not popping. So you can run and tell dat.. homeboy.

Honestly, there aren’t much disappointments here except for how far behind this country is. It’s a shame. In the club, not only are girls wearing flats (God help us ) but they are rocking hard body to Jenny from the Block and Yeah by Usher! But even on a more serious note, the internet is sooo far behind here. I don’t understand how the internet isn’t the same anywhere I mean after all it is the WORLD WIDE WEB! WTF! I googled Kanye West (of course) and the first video that popped up is Stronger. WTF! Ole boy has a brand new album out Czech Republic!!! (ps I think I saw a poster of a Wyclef album posted in a music store) This jig continues to fall…

The stares that I get are absolutely astounding. I mean, people will stop and stare and stay staring as I pass. It’s the rudest thing but its also pretty flattering. (Thank you God for this beauty)

There aren’t many things open in the late night, which is something I’m definitely not used to and dogs are allowed everywhere and I do mean everywhere. Restaurants have treats and water bowls for the dogs when they come in lol. All in all, I’m having a blast and this is exactly what I needed. (Does booty drop for God)

Up next.. my sightseeing!!! Stay tuned!!

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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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Shernita + Kanye West=(insert indescribable amazing feeling here)

Now, if you know me, then you know how I feel about Kanye West. Hands down, he’s my favorite artist. The only artist in which I have every one of his albums. Fuck what you heard, Kanye is the shit. Period.  And he can do no wrong in my eyes (sue me) I promise you, since I heard Power and Power RMX, I listen to them every day. Those 2 songs ( along with some Tye Tribett, Donald Lawrence and Rick Ross) get me through my rough days. (yes I have rough days too, i think they come along ever so often just to remind me that I am in fact human)

So when I found out that I was auditioning for Kanye West, I thought it was a hoax.

Then… Kanye walks in the audition. God help me.

All 130 of us girls, danced for our lives. Every trick in the book, every move we ever learned, every bit… was left on the dance floor. 130 dropped to 45. Then the waiting….and more waiting…. When I got the news, that me, Shernita Q. Anderson aka Shernitasofly.. would be dancing with Kanye West for an audience of approximately 12 million people, I was speechless. Words could not describe it. And on top of that, this is the first performance my entire family was able to watch.

The next few days would be full of pointed toes, last minute changes and smiles. We got a small glimpse into the world of a misunderstood genius. Honestly, not just because he’s an inspiration to me but Kanye is amazing, genuine and yes, he IS a nice guy. He’s a visionary…very involved in all aspects of his brand and he’s funny. Very funny actually.

Never in a million years would I dream that not only would I be performing with one of my biggest inspirations, but I’d get the chance to actually get to know him a little bit.  And I’m thankful to live in an age where thanks to technology, I am etched in history.. forever.

Here are the links…Im pretty obvious to see but just in case.. Im the only chocolate bald girl lol In Power, Im always on your left and in Runaway.. Im center.

Never Give Up…Your mind can’t even fathom what the Universe has in store for you. Hold tight…its coming….

Power

Runaway

Busy? Uh huh Yea me too

Busy: adj 1: actively or fully engaged or occupied

Above is the definition of the word “busy”; Actively or fully engaged or occupied. If we think about it, aren’t we always engaged or occupied in something?; thinking, moving, creating, resting etc. However, despite being occupied in all these things we are never too “busy” to work,take care of ourselves,stay in contact with friends and family etc. Why?

Priority:n 1: status established in order of importance or urgency,Something afforded or deserving prior attention. The afformentioned things are all priorities. Things deserving prior attention. We will always make time to do what’s important to us. We will always make time to see that our needs are met. Sure everyone’s priorities differ and so do there places in our lives.

Sorry Webster but The Dictionary of ummm our REAL DAMN LIVES says:

Busy: v 1. You’re not on my list of priorities, 2. it’s not that I don’t have time I just won’t make any for you, 3. plain and simple you’re just not that important enough to me right now

So please, don’t tell me you’ve been busy because in all actuality, so has everyone else.

Is it still poppin?

A few years ago, I was having a conversation with my aunt while we were getting ready to go out.  So amongst the semi girly chit chat in front of the mirror, she went in her purse, and pulled out something I had never seen in the purse of a woman that age….

Something so astounding that my jaw dropped to the floor ( not really but kinda).

No it wasn’t a weapon.

No it wasn’t a vibrator ( I could have dealt with that).

It was…

It was…..

LIPGLOSS!!!

I was stunned.

My aunt is like 60 something years old.

Since then, one question has plagued my mind: How old is too old to be wearing lipgloss? I mean, is there some sort of age range for lipgloss? Or can one wear lipgloss for the rest of her life? And at what age should we being wearing lipstick? It’s all very confusing.

Now don’t get me wrong.. My aunt is fly as hell! But when she pulled that lipgloss out, I honestly didn’t know what to do. I mean you really can’t go wrong with a shiny lip.. well unless it looks like you put the whole tube on….. but that’s a whole ‘notha blog.

How long can our lipgloss be poppin?

Let me know your thoughts…..

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Headphones PLEASE! NOW! ASAP!

Throughout the years I’ve seen numerous inventions  for the advancement of the human race; the flip phone, platform pumps and depilatory creams. Another wonderful invention was the creation of the headphones. They allow one to enjoy the lovely sounds of music ( podcasts and porn as well) in the privacy of ones own head.  With that being said I have a message for many of todays ghetto youth and just ghetto people in general:

BUY SOME COT DAMN HEADPHONES BEFORE I BLOW THIS PLACE UP!!!

Way too often, my life is disrupted by the loud, muffled sounds of Jeezy, Lil Wayne, or Dj Webstar blasting from some hoodrat’s sidekick. ( or some other wild cell phone device)  The jig is all the way up and I’m pissed off. If you can afford a $179 (with 2 year contract agreement) phone, then I’m sure you can shuffle on over to Bargain Hunter’s and get you some damn headphones.

Seriously.

No one gives a damn if you downloaded all of the hottest new tracks.. keep them to your damn self.

I will be honest though.. one time on the bus, (yea I take the bus from time to time. $89 for a metrocard? I’m swiping from here to Kingdom come) a man was rocking out to We Fall Down by Donnie McClurkin. Amen and Hallelujah.

The Lord said come as you are…just make sure who you are ,(ms or mr headphoneless) doesn’t disrupt who I am. I’ll listen on my own time, not yours. Thanks.

You loved it didn’t you?

There’s more where that came from….

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