Do you believe in this thing called “New Orleans Voodoo” actually Voodoo, became New Orleans is only known for the
Last year the Essence Festival hosted several events to celebrate all things Blackness and Womanhood in New Orleans, and Essence
Most of you have to wait until Mardi Gras Day, Super Sunday, Saint Joseph’s Day and Night, Secondline parades, and
Regardless to if you live or visiting New Orleans at some point, you will crave some late night eats and
The traditional title is Queen, but during a recent trip to The ESSENCE Full Circle Festival, Scott-Young took part in ground exhibitions where she learned of the history of KING’s and SHE-KING’s.
Scott-Young said, “I have to be honest; they named me Queen, and embrace the title of SHE-KING in tribute to the fearless female rulers of Ancient Egypt and Africa that I learned of while in Ghana.
Written by Guest Blogger Trechelle Tranese I am a firm believer that nothing in our lives happens by chance or
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I know some of yall Old School Cooks have your tables set🍽, pies and cakes 🥮🥧in the oven, seasonings chopped,
The issues I had with being defined as “Dark and Ugly” came from people outside our family in the beginning. I was darker one in my family and if subconsciously and if possible in the womb I knew the prettiest girls were lighter with so-called good hair and not girls who looked like me. I wouldn’t truly understand that being dark-skinned with nappy hair meant something bad and ugly until I started school. My short afro puff ponytails were mocked and ridiculed along with my chocolate-colored skin. This would be the beginning of a long journey of questioning who I was, searching for validation, depression all because I was trained to believe that the color of my skin and texture of my hair wasn’t good enough or acceptable, which in turn made me worthless to the world so I thought.
Being the tallest, darkest and nappiest girl was difficult, but it got better, much better. It was like one day I went to the mirror on the wall and she responded, “Girl, the dark-skinned, nappy-headed tall girls are IN! You made it Sista, you are now included in the most beautiful of them all!” I am a Swan now and I have been basking in my lil pond celebrating Me without splashing water on my haters. I actually let them swim with me!
Seriously though, I believe it’s because we became aware of what we were doing to each other. We realized that we fell for the hype of European beauty standards that we allowed it to divide us for years.