People are pregnant, married, moving up the corporate ladder, doing crossfit, getting tatted, and I’m over here finding out about ancestors. It wouldn’t be summertime if I didn’t put myself on a mission. Sometimes it’s cardio. Sometimes it’s cooking. Often, it’s reading enough to be able to jump into most conversations, survive, and contribute. I… Continue reading Here’s What Happened When I Had My Ancestry Traced
“They didn’t like my dreads,” Tiana Parker, a 7-year-old black girl said. “They” are her former school, Deborah Brown Community School. Officials told Parker’s dad, Terrence, that she wasn’t presentable because of her hair. According to the community school, “hairstyles such as dreadlocks, afros, mohawks, and other faddish styles are unacceptable.” And chastising little girls… Continue reading On Dreads & Why You Can’t Send a Girl Who Knows Who She is Home
I’m bronze, and I have a vagina. If I lived in India, I might be taught to bleach it. Indian women face advertisements suggesting that they, in much of their brown-skinned beauty and glory, do just that to be more attractive and supposedly cleaner. Most of us know the associations made between lightness and darkness… Continue reading Vaginal bleaching? Why, world?
A lot happened in the past few days. My goddaughter was dedicated to God. My baby bro is Dunk Master Flex. I have about five new freckles on my face. Ok, in all seriousness, my previous post “Putting the BIG in bigotry” garnered more views than anything else on my blog. It also nearly sent… Continue reading Finding peace, pulling pieces and seeking justice
A routine sufferer of insomnia and social media addiction, I perused my laptop and phone before stumbling across several online references to an op-ed from Louisiana Tech University’s newspaper, The Tech Talk. Allow me to first say that I am unopposed to this publication. I do not harbor ill will toward Lousiana Tech as an… Continue reading Putting the BIG in bigotry