The African Curse- The Inspiration

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Well. The inspiration came from my current work for risen mags on 'skin'. I then went back to the time where I was so insecure about my skin growing up. As a POC, an African, it was really difficult to dismiss the little insults. 

This African born girl grows up to see that her body is wider than those white girls at school. That her breasts are bigger. Her hips have more volume. Her lips are plump, her pubic hairs curly. Her hair, rough, and frizzy and curly. 

Its all very strange. 
Why doesn't she look like the others?
Why is she not being complimented?
Why do they not see any beauty in her?

So her attempt to look like them was to physically try to rid her skin pigment,
because they couldn't see her in the dark. 
She wants her friends  to see her and to notice her. 

All this is pathetic and disgusting.
The shade of your skin doesn't make you more beautiful or less.
The shade of your skin is yours. Its YOURS.

Take care of it.
Because if you won't, then who will?
If we're not going to fight for ourselves, who will fight for each other?

Love Yourself.
You're unique.
You're beautiful.

From
Dumisa (do-me-suh)// Soyduim.




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