One day my mom was walking by the store Fat Albert and turned into the wrong door. That wrong turn changed my life. My mom had accidentally walked into the dance studio that became my second home for the next two years. Eventually my family moved from Brooklyn to the Bronx as I was accepted into a high school in Westchester. It was my mother who then found my new dance home, Harlem School of the Arts.
The fluid movement of a prima ballerina