Brace yourself; this might just be quite lengthy. You already know me… Hello my loves. I know it’s been quite a while. And I apologize; it’s just that things have been changing in my life. I hope you all are still interested in reading about my LT Experience. I had the opportunity to see our boys at the Queens workshop yesterday and I had an absolute blast! But let’s start from the beginning though. I was just chillin living life when I received a text from my darling Sica. Yall know Sica. She’s telling me that one of her friends is organizing a twins workshop in Queens, NY. I am immediately ecstatic. The twins have not had a workshop in New York in over a year. And then she tells me that the date is April 27th. My heart is beating fast, because that’s right around my birthday and I had already made plans to be out the country. I’m praying to God that my trip is not booked for that date. I check my calendar and lo and behold, my return to the states is scheduled for the day before the workshop. God is good! He is always right on time! So now Sica is already telling me the details about how the first people to buy tickets get certain perks etc. She aint say nothing but a word. Little does she know that I’m already way ahead of her and had my ticket bought and printed out before she even told me what the perks were. I don’t play, lol. Aiight fast forward to the day of the workshop. So I planned to leave work early so I can make it to the workshop on time. As far as I understood, at a certain time, if you came too late, they would start turning people away. So I’m trying to haul ass, but before I leave work, one of my colleagues corners me in the ladies restroom and just starts chatting me up. I’m like damn lady, I got somewhere to be. But this lady is talking my ears off. I finally get her to stop talking so I could leave the office. But first, I have to stop by the bank to deposit some checks. I get there, and the line is from here to Mexico. I’m like yikes! How am I gonna make it on time? But I handle my business and jet over to the train station. I have to take the J train. If you’re from New York, you know that letter trains aint sh*t. But it’s my only way to Queens, so I hop on. Yall, I promise, this felt like the longest train ride of my life. It was like 100 stops before I reached my destination. But I finally get there and hop off the train. So I pull out my trusty Google maps to direct me to the location. So it’s telling me to walk for like 7-10 minutes. So I take the walk, and I get there. And…aint no Jamaica Performing Arts Center Bih. I’m like damn! Trusted google maps played me. So I’m like that’s ok, I’ll just hop in a cab. So I stop one and get in. I give him the address and he starts driving and he’s like oh it’s actually 15 minutes away from here. I’m panicking cus I’m like damn, I’m gonna be late. So we drive the 15 minutes and he’s tryna drop me off at a car wash talking about this is the location according to Google maps. At this point I’m like f*ck Google maps. That b*tch is a liar. So I’m like nah, we gotta find this place. Finally we look up the exact address of the Jamaica Performing Arts Center and he turns the car around and finally starts going in the right direction. The cab driver, which was actually a dollar cab tells me that I’m making him miss out on picking up other passengers cus I’m in a rush. And I’m like whatever; I’ll pay you what you missed. But this guy still had the nerve to stop and pick someone up on our way. I’m like damn. This guy does not respect me even after I told him that I would pay him. So we continue driving and then BOOM! We hit another car. Now, I know there must be powers at work against me. How can this be? Between my colleague kidnapping me in the bathroom, google maps leading me astray, and now this car accident, I know something must not want me to be at this workshop. But I’m resilient and I’m like nah B, imma get to this workshop. I already payed my money, and it’s my birthday week…aint nothing keeping me away from my boys. So while the cabbie gets out the car to go investigate the accident, I exit the car and hop into another dollar cab. I kinda feel bad cus I didn’t leave him any money. But I had to go. By now, I’m a good 40 minutes late. I get into this other cab and would you believe that we almost got into another car accident. I’m like Jesus, Jesus please! But we avoid that and we keep going. And then the car stops and the driver’s like, this is the last stop. But I look around and I don’t see the Jamaica Performing Arts Center. So I ask him if he could drive me to the location, but he refuses and shows me the direction to go in. So I throw a couple dollars at him and start walking. Now I’m pissed. But I finally make it to the Jamaica Performing Arts Center. Ironically enough, it’s right next to the train station. You know I’m tight. But anyway, none of that matters now. I’m finally here. I walk up the stairs and I’m greeted by my darling Sica. She just makes everything better. She guides me in and gives me the access bracelet. Security nagging me about checking my bag while I’m trying to explain to Sica why I’m so late. I promise I almost flipped my bag upside down so he could check it, I was already irate and security was not making it better for me. But thankfully Sica’s calm demeanor calmed me down so I was good. I smiled and let him check my bag with no fuss, lol. After using the bathroom, I finally enter the workshop and Sica guides me all the way to the front basically right next to Larry. And everything fades away now. All the mess I went through earlier no longer matters. I’m just glad to be here and directly in front of bae. Larry is on one side with half the group and Laurent is on the other side with his group. There was a balcony where the other spectators sat. I think it was an excellent set up. It kept the dance floor clear and gave the spectators a perfect view of everything. So kudos to the organizers for that. Also, Larry and Laurent were teaching from the stage, which again gave everyone, both the dancers and the spectators a great view. On top of that, they had a DJ that controlled the track. That was perfect cus I know at other venues the twins usually have to walk back and forth to the stereo to control the tracks, which takes time away from the class. No shade to those other venues. Anyway, the track they’re using is Jersey by Future, “you do what you want when you poppin.” So I’m chillin on the side just watching the class and Larry, and I promise you, Larry and I lock eyes on many occasions. I promise I’m not making this up in mind, it was real. It happened so many times that I had to check my appearance in my phone camera to make sure I wasn’t looking crazy. Or maybe I was looking extra special that day and it grabbed his attention. Maybe I had a certain glow or something, but his eyes were on me. I must admit though, my au naturelle barely there make up was on point. Hair slicked back in a perfect bun with a center part. Had a cute little outfit on, dark denim shirt, forest green fitted skinny pants, glossed oxford shoes, and a thick gold chain. I was serving tomboy chic. Please don’t mind me; I was feelin myself as per usual. Especially since it’s still my birthday week. Anyway, Larry did this one dance move where he licked his finger tips and went right into the sexiest milly rock that I’ve ever seen. Guys, I promise, the first time he did the move and licked his fingers, he was looking straight at me. In my eyes. He knew exactly what he was doing cus when I blushed, and smiled, he laughed at me. Oh Larry, he needs to stop playing. At one point, he came off the stage and down to the floor to finish teaching the class. He pointed out this little girl who was killing it, but she was wearing a green shirt. He proceeds to tell her that he hates green, but he loves her dancing, lol. And then he goes into a speech to tell the dancers not to be afraid to dance like a woman. He says that everything comes from a woman and everything we do goes back to womanhood so don’t be afraid to go there with your dancing. So I’m in the corner like “Amen,” “hallelujah,” “preach Larry.” He hears me and he’s like, chill chill chill. Lol, the other women next to me also joined the church service, calling him Pastor Larry, lol. As usual, Larry and Laurent fight and bicker and go back and forth criticizing how they each handle their groups. But you know, that’s normal for them. Also, some of their friends walk in and I for sure recognize Roy as one of them. They also had some slim white/lights skin woman with them. I actually bumped into her in the bathroom. I’m so out of the loop on their personal lives that I have no idea who she is. I just know that she wasn’t Jessica, or Aimee. I don’t even know how relevant those 2 women are anymore. But I’m sure someone here knows who that woman was. Before you know it, it’s time for each group to perform. As far as I know, everyone does a great job. I finally get a chance to really see Laurent, and he’s being his usual funny self, making all these crazy sounds as he’s going through all the dance moves. Playing around like he didn’t remember the moves, lol. He’s a clown. Both groups do well, but I must say that Laurent’s choreography was exceptional. Now it’s time for the cypher. They put on Amnesia by Cherish. Several people kill it. There was this one guy that seems to be really cool with the twins and he absolutely obliterates his freestyle. Several times, Larry was gonna go dance but was interrupted by someone, and you could tell that he was tight. But it’s cool, he got over it. So now, we’re about to take some pictures and the line is ridiculous. But thankfully my girl Sica pulls me up to the front of the line. Apparently there’s a list where the first people who bought tickets get to go first for the pictures. And yall know I was numero uno up in this piece. So somehow, Larry gets a hold of the list and starts yelling out people’s name. So he starts saying my name, which he can barely pronounce. So he starts making his own variations, talking about “Kalila,” “Khadijah,” etc. And none of those are even close to my real name. His boys are all laughing on the side. So I say out loud for all of them to hear, “my name is Nadjeda! Stop playing with me Larry!” And we all just laugh together. So Larry finally comes down from the stage so we can take our picture. Laurent jumps off the stage and lands almost right on top of me. I wouldn’t have minded though, lol. So I sit between them and I start chatting a little with Larry. I told him it’s my birthday and he hugs me and tells me “Happy Birthday.” And then he apologizes to me for hugging me while he’s sweating. And then I say, “no, its ok, I like it.” Let me take a break right here to reflect on my audacity. What the hell is wrong with me? How did I garner the balls to even say that? How Sway!? How!? Was I trying to flirt? If so, then who taught me how to flirt? Lol. Thankfully he ends up just smiling it off. He’s so sweet. I was so close to his face though. I could see beads of sweat on his nose and it took all my strength and discipline to not wipe it off with my hand. Laurent grabs my phone and takes the picture, selfie style. And as usual, I’m not ready. But I honestly don’t even realize that I am all over Larry until I look at the picture. I’m leaned all over him, my hand grabbing his thigh and everything lol. I swear, subconsciously, I’m bolder than I think, lol. His arm was around my neck and it just felt good to be between my two favorite boys. And that LT Ladies is the end of my night with the twins. I had an absolute blast. I was also very pleasantly surprised to receive a Les Twins towel and some snacks from the organizers. I must say that this is the best workshop that I’ve attended. Sica and Vic1336 did a superb job. The set up, the location, the time, the complimentary products. It was amazing, and I hope they get together and do it again. It was always a dream of mine to have fans get together and plan an event instead of a dance studio doing it. They make it so that the fans get the best experience and we’re not just some side thought that comes after the dancers. As fans, we also love the twins in a special way and we can give them an experience that they enjoy as well. Lastly, it ends up not really being about the money, but more about providing a complete and enjoyable experience. So thank you guys for that. Also, the VIP treatment I received as the first purchaser was def a perk! Lastly, I have to admit that I’m not as crazy about the twins as I used to be. Believe me, I was almost one of those pass out fans, lol. And to be honest, being a little calmer about them made me enjoy the experience more. I was more relaxed and I think they respond well to that, lol. Also, I was riding solo this time, no BFF to push me to get closer to them. BFF is going through a lot right now, but I know she was here with me in spirit. Maybe that’s the reason why I was so bold, lol. Seeing them again definitely reignited my love for them. And I hope I don’t have to wait another year and a half to see them again. Also, praise God that whatever it was that was trying to prevent me from seeing them did not succeed. I made it yall! Lol. If you actually read all of this, thank you for sharing this experience with me. I just want you to feel what I was feeling and feel like you were right there with me. I documented my experience on snapchat, and I’ll be posting a video of it soon. P.S. Yall know I started out as a Lau girl. But for some reason, I always find myself in these predicaments with Larry. It’s really not my fault. The universe just pulls us together, lol. Bisous my loves.
