Welcome to want to a conversation about life, blackness, womanhood and all that. I talk about how magical it is to be black and beautiful and woman and young during this time – we have perhaps never been more awake to our own power and rising magestically to our potential. I talk about how tiring it is to be black and beautiful and woman and young during this time – we have perhaps never been more hated, more discriminated, more violated, more silenced than we are now.
I talk about black love and womanhood, how hard it is to grow up reading Mills and Boon and listening to Joe Thomas then have romance called a product of juju. About how woke husbands are not necessarily allies and how 21st century marriages prove patriarchy is no woman’s friend.
I talk about the secrets of African sexuality, all of it from the waist beads and love portions to kitchen parties, feminist makotis and divorce.
I talk about bettering ourselves, securing the bag, reading the good books, eating the good food, taking only the good drinks, travelling, experiencing the world and all of that.
Bring all the whispered conversations here so we can burst the silence open and explore the contents of our full existence in the open. Bring all the fun and loud stuff as well.
We have a lot to talk about. So, grab your coffee and get comfortable.
P.S. I love black art and feature a lot of it on this blog. None of the art used in this post is my creation. I fully credit the creator where I can and pay homage to their talent. May their pens never run dry.