“A meditative poem about the enormity of time.” Sweet Jesus that’s laying it on thick.
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Next year’s Best Picture, winning over Whatever Black Movie is Out There Because, Hey, We Gave You Moonlight.
Yeah, this is like a stereotypical beardie hipster wet dream of a movie. You have to admire the $$ savings on CGI though.
I had to check the date to make sure it was not April 1st. Truly.
Is Hawaii Five-O too network friendly for you?
How large are the raccoons where you live? Remind me never to visit there.
I think she said 2 months in the most recent episode.
Omg, I’m sorry, but I read your first sentence as “English Setter family” and imagined this little dude pawing furiously at a keyboard.
When I was growing up, a cousin who was darker than me used to get teased about her skin. A cousin who was lighter than me went through a phase where she’d go around putting her arm next to her relative’s arms to point out that she was lighter than them. I’ve never received negative messages about my skin colour…
Here is something I say to ppl who think I owe them an explanation about xyz of the black experience (bc I am so educated/nice/light-skinned/not that kind of black person/etc.):
When I was a kid I use to do the same thing. I wished I had “pretty hair”, light skin and green eyes. I recently watched the Blackish episode about colorism/Black image and I cried and cried. My husband came home and I told him that, “I am black, beautiful, deserving and enough. Black people are awesome. Black women…
I’m Indian - but am frequently taken for Cuban, Brazilian, East African, because of my dark skin and very curly hair. I’m also adopted (my whole family is Caucasian). It leads to some weird, weird conversations. Being ambiguous is a difficult place to be.
(sorry in advance, this is kinda long lol) As a dark skinned Black woman, I can attest to the colorism in my family. My mother’s family is my lighter side with hair that’s more wavy than kinky, and I was always too dark for them, hair too nappy.
Oh boy yes. It’s so infuriating being complimented on your English when you have never spoken another language. When I was a child I was put into ESL at my elementary school. They wouldn’t take me out until my white father came down to talk to the administration.
I loved this. Especially being a dark skinned black woman. I know I still have issues from childhood, and I thought I had gotten over them like other people have said but my preferences and things I do directly correlate to my skin tone and how I feel about myself.
“a touch of the tar brush.”
I agree wholeheartedly. Which is why I said I’m not giving her Dolezal level side-eye.
Well have to agree to disagree. First of all her paternity is questionable, to say the least.