Denu, Volta Region
Bojo Beach, Ghana
Gondola Ghana II
When did you fall in love with the texture of your hair? The shape of your nose. The shape of your eyes.
When did you fall in love with your curves or lack thereof? When did you fall in love with the way your hips switch as you walk? The way your arms swing along to the rhythm of that switch?
When did you fall in love with the length of your legs? The size of your thighs. The shape of your butt.
When did you fall in love with your midnight skin? With the way you glisten in orange or white.
When did you fall in love with being an African woman?
This month Rise Africa will take a moment to talk about when we fell in love with our Africanness. The “Women in Africa and the Diaspora” series will take that question a step further and ask: when did you fall in love with being an African woman? When did you start embracing your crowning glories as an African woman? When did you stop comparing your physical features to that of a European woman? Furthermore, how do you maintain confidence in your crowning glories when you are constantly bombarded with images that fit Eurocentric standards of beauty?
Share your thoughts, experiences, and reflections on when you fell in love with being an African woman. If you’re interested in participating in this series, I encourage you to contribute. E-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org for more information.