"Finding out that the U.S. Army regulations seemed to be geared towards eliminating Black females with natural hair was heartbreaking for me... It pains me to know that an organization that I have sacrificed so much for doesn't accept me in my natural, yet professional state."
When it comes to rape culture and manifestations of sexual violence against women, as people of color, we find ourselves at the forefront of this plague.
One of the reasons I created GLAM4GOOD was so I could harness the positive aspects of fashion and beauty to celebrate courage and perseverance in the face of great difficulty, tragedy and pain. Nayanda was right, GLAM4GOOD is more than just a makeover -- often it's about honoring and acknowledging everyday heroism and bravery.
What will happen 30 years from now when the litigation my colleagues and I devoted ourselves to has faded from collective memory? Despite reforms, this place remains a prison for children.
I was taken back to childhood days of dancing and singing along to the radio with my older sister, Danielle. There is -- and always will be -- something magical about sharing the dance floor with the person who has been able to finish your sentences.
When a magazine calls a woman with pale eyes and hair beautiful, I don't have any problem agreeing. They are beautiful. We all are. But what many magazines fail to realize is that there's more than one brand of beauty.
Most women are conditioned to believe that their hopes and dreams should dim in comparison to a mans. How often do you hear of men quitting their jobs because their woman got a new position that requires them to relocate? What about men choosing to stay at home with their children while the woman continues to further her career? Hardly ever.
History teaches us that negative forces will always try to smear and distort those on the side of justice, that is nothing new. But it is up to us to keep marching forward -- for victory is made up by those that remain focused and disciplined.
We are more fit, more fun and more happening than previous generations. We wear similar clothing, like the same music and enjoy the same movies, books and television shows.
Near the commencement of Outkast's hour-and-a-half long performance at Coachella this past weekend, the lauded duo reciprocally encircled the table while simultaneously reciting their seminal lyrics, walking a circular path reminiscent of spiritual pilgrims walking a labyrinth.
The question is not who is in charge. Rather, it is how well is the university doing in fulfilling its mission.
Before this past January, I hadn't cried since 1999 and the Denzel movie The Hurricane.
Why am I writing this? As a single mother, raising two black young men and surrounded by the death of so many young men, I am constantly in search of positive influences that will inspire them, motivate them and keep them on the right path.
Beloved, I woke up late to black rage. I don't want the same for you. This rage will help you experience the very heart of Christ, the heart that is upset by every instance of oppression and misuse of power.
I asked males in the audience how they defined manhood. A lot of the usual terms came up like "provider" and "strong" and "responsibility." I responded those words could also apply to my single mother and most women I know.
It's often been said that you can't buy magic in a bottle, especially when it comes to hair growth.
Or can you?
Search across the web for 'thin hair' or 'hair loss' and you will undoubtedly come across an ad or two or three for hair pills. Everyone wants hair. Blacks, whites, men, women. It's a difficult and often stressful dilemma over which you have very little control. You can weave it all you want but at the end of day don't we all want our own hair? Unless you're my best friend who contends she will be buried in her weave.
When I removed my own weave almost four years ago you should have seen my hair. It was limp, brittle and broken. It reached my shoulders – barely – but it wasn't anything to be proud. In fact, I was often self-conscious standing in line at the grocery store because I was sure the person behind me was thinking, 'just cut it off girl.' Either that, or wondering if they bought everything on their grocery list.
Anyhow, that's when I decided to take action.
In addition to bunning up my hair I purchased a bottle of Ultra NourishHair pills from the health store GNC. It contains over a thousand micrograms of Biotin. It seemed enough to do the trick. I followed the instructions and took two tablets daily. This was never fun. It was like these things were made for horses, they were so big. I remained patient and loyal for three months (I try to give every product three months before I rule it out). Friends began complimenting me on my growth campaign around month two so I was encouraged to keep taking them. I had to sacrifice my morning coffee and evening dessert after reading online that sugar and caffeine counteract the ingredients in hair pills. Needless to say, I was quite irritable during this whole experiment.
I'm no doctor so who's to say it wasn't my improved diet that accelerated my hair growth? I imagine everyone's experience is different. I can only share with you my story. Now I'm curious to hear yours. Let me know if you've ever taken hair pills, which brand you used and share your results in the Comments section.
My Hairstyle Today: Sporting a wash 'n go