I usually don't feel stoopid trying to write on of these, but in this case, ummm, I'm givin it a go anyways.

So I saw Layla at her self-proclaimed worst and somehow she made it seem cool.

I think that anyone who knows her, knows she hasn't quite come to grips with how special she is. It's good to know that the best of Layla is yet to come.

Whoooo! Love ya L

So I've been sitting here, half concentrating on work and half thinking about what a real testimonial would be. I read the other testimonials to help determine what to say in mine. What can I testify to regarding my hot afro-headed nubian goddess of bassta sister. She was always so much cooler than me, her dance skills, which testified to by others, are unparalleled. I always envied that - the ability to express what you feel bodily, it's so much more universal than words and so much more beautiful than speech. Although I've never seen you do the chicken noodle dance, the image in my head is quite hilarious. I can't wait for you to come visit me in the Chi! I'll be coming around your way at some point that is to be determined, maybe a family thanksgiving dinner or some such event. Ok, so, does this count as a real testimonial?

When I see Layla at a party, it makes me feel at home. D.C. to SF and still throwin' down hard!