as a black woman, i’ve never questioned my beauty. this is radical in some milieus where black women are not placed in the middle of centerfolds or at the top of beauty standard. as a diouana woman, i prefer to create my own beauty standards. therefore, in my world, i am beautiful. i am black. these truths are not mutually exclusive. in fact, they are one and the same.
i do not take kindly to people who question the beauty of black women. even if they’re black and female themselves. the focus should always be on building ourselves up, instead of qualifying ourselves out of the race. in the game of life, to be a woman who wins is worth celebrating. to be a black women who wins is worth writing home about. but then again, it all depends on your definition of success. for some, it’s a sheryl-sandberg-lean-in-esque-coporate-career; for others, it’s existing for existence’s sake. this range is not diametrically opposed, per se, but they do require you to move in different energies in order…
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