I wrote a post that seemed to offend every Black woman with internet access. I apparently pissed off most people in the internet’s Jr. high lunchroom that is Facebook. I love that y’all are fired up about beauty. It is something I have been talking about in some form or another for years.
I write, speak, and even authored a book because I love the industry. From the history of Madame CJ Walker to Miko Branch. My point wasn’t about light vs. dark, natural vs. relaxed, weave vs. no weave. Like I am team no team because I have been both. I’ve cut all my hair off. I’ve had relaxed hair down my back. I’ve had more blowouts, press and curls, roller sets, and product just like I am sure other Black women can maybe understand. Again, I don’t speak for you. I speak for me. It may make you laugh or cry, and it is okay to feel.
It was simply a sisterhood “hey girl. I love you, but I want you to do better.” I said something I’ve said before. I said something I would defend again and again, because like many of you. I want us all to win.
Yes, I understand that there are Brown/Black children dying in our streets. It’s an election year. The glaciers are melting. The hole in the Ozone is bigger and bigger every year. Fur is murder. And I watch too much Fixer Upper on HGTV. There’s DOJ report out today about injustice in Baltimore. I can’t often talk about those things based on the clients I have or the projects I work on. Let’s not be so singular that we can’t talk about many things at once, or be enraged about that. I can still post pictures of my mani/pedi on Instagram. I can still snapchat my new favorite lipstick. I can talk about someone’s hair. During the DNC Convention, I tweeted about a woman who had lipstick on her teeth. It was her big moment, and I was sad that no one told her that before she walked out in front of the world on live TV.
I know that may be new to you, it isn’t; however, new to me or new for me. I am sorry you just found out about it this week.
Last time I checked, you are still allowed to have your opinion. Did I mean to disrespect someone who took what I said so personally? No. That was never my intention. But we’ve got to be more flexible than this. What I do want is for us to be allowed dynamic conversations that allow us to see every side of the story at the table. My Black experience and upbringing may be different than yours. It may look just like yours.
My child is off fucking limits. I decided to be a writer, blogger, and public social media figure. I don’t post much about my kids because I want them not to have to deal with y’all. I can take whatever you’d like to say. I’ve heard it all.
Group think/Mob mentality says that there is no room to improve because we all agree that this right here is already good enough. Why to say hey, it would work better if we do X.
It is how we progress and innovate. It is how we continue to move forward together.
I don’t hate Black women. I am one. Even if you don’t think I look like one. Even if you believe I am more concerned about beauty over brawn, and accomplishments.
Can we hug and move on or just agree to disagree? Or just go throw out all of your beauty products. You’re going completely face nude.