Planet *s!

If you haven't already, I really encourage you strongly to check out Planet B-Boy if you're lucky enough to have it playing near you.

In one of the parallel versions of my life, I am a breakdancer. Of course, a great one. A girl one. I would be known for my crazy blowups and over the top footwork. In this version of my life, tho, I have to live it vicariously through real bboys.


I want someone to say of me, "there's nobody that can touch *s! when it comes to _____" and say that without referencing peeps or sugar consumption. I love the idea of loving something so much you can't contain yourself. And I'm envious of the passion and desperation it takes to throw your life into something. Anything. I mean I'm pretty passionate about Reese's Pieces. But I'd give them up rather than put up a fight. I'm just like that.

More from Last For One, who were the undisputed heartbreak champions of the film and the 2005 International Battle of the Year:

I love their intensity, their complete focus, and most of all, their green and white puma tracksuits. Also, ♥ BBoy Joe ♥

And from France, Phase T, who are probably the most poetic of any of the finalists:

Lil Kev, the eeny white boy, is almost too twee to take seriously. Until you see him fly across the stage.

And then of course, Gamblerz, the defending champions coming into the 2005 Battle:

They're like a series of explosions. One of the only crews to build a storyline for this competition, and one that works whether or not you know it. I love that they're a powerhouse team, but knew that they needed to round out to become a more cohesive team. And then did it.

Finally, just for fun, a clip of Gamblerz v. Ichigeki during the Pre-Elim battle:

I love the in-your-faceness of it all. The show and tell structure of a story told in dance.