Truth is, I’ve been swagger jacking black men since conception. Every book you read and put down, I pick up. I linger in the memories left behind in the lasting fumes of your scent. Your sweatshirts, hoodies, sweatpants and slides will always fit better and be more comfortable to relax in. My playlists beget your varying perspectives and tastes. Even when I prepare a hot meal for you, for some reason your food tastes better.
By Frenshea Love I ain’t gone lie, when I first saw Kylie Jenner’s latest picture I was like, okkayy Beyonce.’ It wasn’t until I jumped deep into the comment section that I realized it was not Queen Bey. It was Kylie Jenner parading in her likeness. Besides my usual distaste for the Kardashian clan, the picture further disturbed me. On Facebook, Maceo Cassell responded to Kylie’s picture with this collage and wrote, “If copyright infringement was a person.” Beneath the layer of comedy, Cassell’s remark illustrates the assault against…
The image came across my timeline, a photograph of a group of beautiful black women somewhere in what appeared to be a desert all dressed in white with camels both kneeling and standing around them. There was an undeniable regalness to the image – I was in the presence of black royalty. At first glance, I thought that I had seen an image like this many times before– of beautiful black professional millennial women gathering together abroad to celebrate life; but, the more I observed the picture the more something…