Half face of woman with bandaged head

After watching the trailer for Dark Girls I was left with many questions about the Black American culture. Are we really that racist with each other? Do young black girls really wish to be lighter or more importantly, white? Are black men aiding in our self esteem issues by gawking and praising the exotic look? That last question was a stretch but these are all questions that I’ve posed inside my social circle.


The answers to all of those questions are YES. Sadly I don’t think I will find a solution with just this one post. But I recently read an interview Dream Hampton did with Jill Scott in Ebony Magazine. Which got me thinking. Jill Scott spoke on how she was a huge flirt and always offered compliments to any stranger in her path. She said, “I just think it’s silly to be stingy with compliments. If you see someone and they strike you as beautiful in any way, why not let them know?” I say we could learn something for Jill.

I challenge you to offer compliments to our young people. Especially our young women. We have to change this cycle. So tomorrow (and each day after) when you’re getting your coffee and rushing to the train, or driving to get the kids off to school, take a few seconds to dish out some compliments. It only takes a moment and I bet you’ll find a good feeling when you see that smile you’ve caused.


I reached out to my fellow brown bloggers who were all outraged at the topic/title of my post but all felt strongly about their skin. Simply put, we love our brown skin. Whether it took years to form this bond or our mothers drilled the importance of our beauty early on, we all agreed – we’re beautiful and we want you to know it. I asked them to write a post titled “Why I Love My Brown Skin”. The post could be a poem, an essay, a rant, a pictorial dedication, or even a video log. Anything they wanted! The only stipulation was that they had to share it with you.

I decided to write about poem. Which comes with the same disclaimer as the others. “I am an artist, and I am sensitive about my ish!” so please be kind, LOL.

Why I Love My Brown Skin

You’re asking me why I love my brown skin.
Well really, it’s simply because it’s mine.
It’s the only skin I’m ever gonna get.
Smooth and soft. Ya know…
Sometimes in the summer I am rich golden brown.
Much like the wood of my favorite oak tree.
And then in the winter
I am a delicious coating of caramel.
And I mean who doesn’t brown skin.
Girls everywhere love my skin.
They spend hours trying to get like me (LOL)

I mean.. my skin represents my struggle.
My everyday struggle, My great grandmothers struggle,
The struggle I don’t have to go through because
She’s let them know how much she loved her brown skin.
And because of this we all love our brown skin.
So why do I love my brown skin.
It’s the only skin I’ve ever been in!




  1. June 3, 2011 / 8:45 am

    …”because it’s the only skin I’ll ever be in”…BRAVO

    • Gorgeous In Grey
      June 3, 2011 / 9:16 am

      xoxo. I am have link issues today! le sigh!

  2. Brown Sugar
    July 22, 2015 / 8:37 pm

    The reason why I love my brown skin is because it’s
    a gift from GOD. My facial features compliment
    my skin tone. I think if I was lighter it would
    off set my appearance.
    I can wear orange, yellow, red, deep purple, neon green
    and these colors compliment my skin tone.
    I can wear different ranges of hair color from dark brown, auburn, to honey
    blonde with the color complimenting my skin tone.
    I never wanted to be light skin or dark skin. I am very comfortable in my skin.

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