The first thing I thought when I saw this picture was, "wow I look so black". Yes I am so black. But that means a lot. My relationship with my skin is complicated. Why? Because while I love it. Everything around me tells me its holding me back. "Your cute..for a dark skin girl.""Burnt Biscuit" etc. Many have posted discussions lamenting the color-ism in the world and the effect it has on black self image. Here I am in all my midnight glory: beautiful. THE END.
Its been a while since I posted. Showing the pages of your book to the entire world is a little overwhelming but silence creates monsters. Be Blessed.
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I moved the blog to practiceofeverydaylife.com See you there.
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