This narrative tells the story of two lovers through my eyes as a dancer and admirer of music, particularly 90’s R&B. I hope you enjoy and feedback as well as constructive criticism is always welcome!
So young in the beginning, she politely accepted his hand as he asked her to dance. As he led her to the dance floor, she thought, “I’m not his type”. The music was so soft but yet alluring. Something different about him, she thought. His confidence made her head twirl and her imagination tip toed into the future, a soft bourree’ into places in her mind she would not dare share with anyone, for certain not him. Would she dare dream that he is the ONE?
The music sped up and became a bit louder as the song transitioned into a conscious hip hop beat, making the young couples’ hearts saute with delight, and as…
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Black men and women who date and marry white people are their own worst enemies. Most of them promote the same negative stereotype white supremacist promote about black people, then these idiots wonder why they are hated, especially by the opposite sex of their race. Why can’t black men who date and marry white women do it without stereotyping and degrading black women? Why can’t black women date and marry white men do it without stereotyping and degrading black men? .And for those of you who say you don’t do it. Why don’t you fight against the ones who do it? Don’t you have the common sense to know that they are making all of you look bad?
Boom, you’ve hit the nail on the head. I’m a guy and I’m constantly telling guys this. In my opinion women want a man, who knows how to please himself, knows who he is as a man and isn’t afraid to take charge of a situation. The problem is, nice guys are reading and listening too much to what women say they want, which is always a nice guy. I used to do the same
,but then I realised. It’s important to not just listen to what people say but also to watch their actions
For me, the dating scene has been filled with the excessive use of dating apps like Tinder, SoulSwipe, Plenty of Fish, etc. The constant routine of swiping right and finding a match has been my approach to dating for the last few months and I must admit that the process of “trial and error” when it comes to finding “the one” is truly exhausting.
It’s not that I can’t seem to find a man because trust me, they’re out here alive and well, but the issue is finding someone who values the meaning of a committed relationship, and at the age of 24, I am finding that most people of this generation are delusional about what it means to be committed.
Dr. Gina Barreca professor of English literature and feminist theory at the University of Connecticut suggest that “commitment” is one of those gender-specific terms that gets itself all tangled…
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Mariatu Turay is London based fashion designer and owner of Gitas Portal, a brand which wants women to stand out, be bold and win in all areas of their lives. Born in London and raised in Freetown, Mariatu was forced to leave Sierra Leone at age 16 due to the Civil War, her father was a government official and her family was targeted. She moved to the USA and started working as a hair braider at the age of 16 in a salon to make ends meet for her family. She then learnt secretarial and office skills as a way into corporate America. By the time Mariatu returned to the UK, her entrepreneurial spirit was fully fledged and she used her hairdressing skills to pay her way through university. After brief periods of homelessness in the US and the UK she found her way back on track:
“My family life…
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Please accept this letter as notice of my resignation from the position of 2nd class citizen. My last day of employment was yesterday.
Unlike leaving other positions, this was an easy decision because I never asked for the job.
I never agreed to be labeled, belittled, mistreated, abused, disrespected, disregarded as worthless…you get the point.
You have been chipping away at me since I was a little girl, telling me that I was not good enough.
I never desired to be viewed as the angry black woman just because I expressed my displeasure. I am no one’s bitch.
What you think of me is not my business but yours. So the stereotypes, like the video vixen, loud mouth, mammy, Jezebel, etc. have no power over me.
You tried to brainwash me to the point that I altered my body and lightened my skin to conform to the standards…
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This is the post I have chosen for Real Talk Friday. I’m going to post an article every week.
Get Out has been the recent topic of conversation. I stumbled upon Buzzfeed’s article about 22 hidden secrets in the film and while watching the movie I came to my own conclusions from my perspective of being a Black woman. One scene that stuck out to me was when Chris accused Georgina of unplugging his cell phone from the charger and his theory for assuming Georgina was the culprit was that she could be mad that he was with Rose (a White woman). He says “maybe she doesn’t like that I’m with you, it’s a thing”. Oh really Chris? Black women spite Black men because we don’t like you being with Rose…interesting.
But something a little more relevant was the topic of conversation in the “Black community” on social media.
Today I woke up to Baller Alerts post featuring Maserati Rick’s answer to Trail’s question, “Why do black athletes…
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