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"Bounce that ass, shake that ass like the Twerk Team" I am trying SO hard to shake my ass like the Twerk Team, Flocka. The constant and inevitable humiliation I undergo in front of my bedroom mirror alone every night is starting to have an effect on my self esteem. I pose this question: Are some of us just born twerkers and others just left to fall by the wayside? In this ever changing sea of subcultures within subcultures, of cool, and what I'm embarrassed to admit I still like, how can ANYONE (mostly me) keep up? Luckily, we live in a world where media, is literally at the tip of our fingers. Cool is democratized and available to everyone now. There certainly wasn't a huge influx of hunky black nerds when I was a young punk tryna get mine in high school. I see you in your skinny jeans trying to skateboard...but I digress. Fashion and music are colliding with time and genres in an awesome, yet Bermuda Triangle-esque way. Who can afford to be this current though? Givenchy to my left and Rick Owens to my right I'm spinning in circles and I thought I paid too much for my 3's. You best save up that lunch money kiddies, I don't see hip hop high fashion backing down anytime soon. But before you go maxing out all your credit cards, try DIY. After all, fashion is what YOU like. Remember, confidence over consumerism. Nothing looks better than a bad bitch that can actually walk in her shoes.