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Dunkle Haut, Afro Haar Und Eine Stolze Frau

First of all, I just have to say it feels totally odd, being away for more than four weeks and getting back into the Blogging swing of things. I def miss writing and hope to catch up on all the blogosphere drama…if any.

So, in case you don´t know, which I think is fairly obvious, I´m a black woman with a whole lot of crap to say about what the world is turning into.

A few weeks ago, this skinny arsed woman from the crappy American TV Station E News dissed a mixed race girl for sporting faux locs on the red carpet. Same hair that another girl had on and was seen as edgy. So what you say? Well the edgy look was caucasian and I had a whole lot to say about that. Old gist yes ich weiß aber my rant doesn´t end there. Said edgy look is a member of the kardashian family and I have seen photos and posts that basically worship her. She dresses up in crap and it becomes fashionable to look like a gypsy with no clan…no offence to actual gypsies of course. She goes gray with her hair and suddenly the Color gray on hair suddenly becomes a trend. She shows off full lips and all of a sudden, every idiot worth their stupidity is trying to achieve full lips by any means necessary. In the year 2015, one person walks into a store and the store Manager sends clients out so one child can shop undisrupted. Said child now strikes a pose thru the glass doors with foolish fans who have nothing better to do but worship fellow human beings. Am I upset with this child? Hell no. Ist her ardent followers that freak me the crap out. I understand going bonkers over a movie or the lyrics to a song or wanting to buy a new pair of shoes. Yes I do. Worshipping another human being I just do not get.

Now, ist a no brainer that all the trends being set by caucasian girls have already been set by black women. The full lips, the gray hair, the big butts which by the way is mostly natural and not purchased from an undisclosed clinic with a doctor whose name we cannot pronounce.

I was having a talk with an Indian girl I met and she actually called afro hair ugly and unmanageable. (she was nice enough to exclude me saying I know how to manage my hair!) Go figure. I was going to shut her down right there but then again, what was the point? This was someone who hated her dark skin as a child and only grew to love it when she got slightly fairer, still dreams of straight hair and happy she doesn´t live in India anymore so her skin doesn´t get dark. How the hell is she going to understand the love I have for my very dark skin and kinky hair? We did talk about loving yourself and she was honest enough to accept that for her straight hair is better. She was apparently teased as a child for her curls and skin and we all know how dark Indians are treated. Hell, there are famous commercials on tv for skin lightening creams to make your life better. The foolishness.

One thing I did ask her was this: so what should I do? Kill myself because I´m black and kinky haired?

We go on about how there is no such thing as racism, but there you go. A very famous Magazine put up an article about looks that should die in 2015 and every woman sporting the RIP look was black. Why? What gives you the right to judge anyone based on the color of their skin or the texture of their hair? Black history is being told wrongly in schools and people like Helen Williams have been forgotten especially in this time where fashion is obviously taking a drastic nose dive.

Kim schmadashian did not inspire the ruched skirt look, her sister did not invent full lips or create the faux loc look, Jennifer Lopez was not the first woman to be born with big buttocks, caucasian women are most definitely not more beautiful than black women(by the way, I hope no one is buying that silly Magazine).

My point in all this? It shouldn´t matter what color your skin is or how curly your hair is. The idea is to love yourself and stand up to bullies and people who assume they know what trend to set. Try doing something worthwhile other than fellowshipping with a famous person who doesn´t know who you are but puts you in a box labeled crazy fan.



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