I’ve been doing a lot of yoga and meditation lately. One of the binding themes of both practices is exploring one’s inner world. In guided practices, we are invited to acknowledge our thoughts, our intentions, our anxieties, and gently breathe them away for a short time. Sometimes, we are guided to consider more deeply our desires and how we can manifest them into a fruitful … Continue reading Who Were You Before?
Alabama just wrapped up a Senate race between racist, sexist, pedophile Republican Roy Moore and Democrat Doug Jones. And by the grace of God (despite what Moore may have said in his refusal to concede), Jones narrowly won. As CNN and many other outlets have reported from exit polls, Jones’ win was handed to him by the ballots of black voters — black men and … Continue reading I Can’t Thank Black Women Today
If you know me IRL, you know that I am an avid wrestling fan — or specifically, a fan of WWE. I am a big cheerleader for the women’s division, and a large reason I was brought back to WWE fandom after a long hiatus was because I’d heard that the company was finally deciding to invest in their female competitors. So naturally, milestones in … Continue reading But First You Must Endure: The TV Trope of Marginalized Characters Suffering Before They Succeed
In the last decade or so, the silver and small screens alike have been saturated with remakes. From beloved sitcoms like Fuller House to remakes of remakes like the upcoming Mummy film, Hollywood studios can’t seem to get enough of updating already adored shows, films, and franchises. And I’m sick of it. I get it. I really do. Showrunners and directors are capitalizing on my … Continue reading Enough With the Goddamn Remakes
On April 23, I had a unique opportunity to speak on a panel at C2E2. How you ask? Let’s go back in time a bit.
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It’s been 5 months since I last had a relaxer, and at this point I have enough new growth to be able to talk about my natural tresses! I have about an inch and a half all around my head, with certain areas a little longer or shorter depending on the location of the growth. For context, I did successfully make it through six weeks … Continue reading How Is My Transition Going?: What I’ve Learned About My Hair So Far
When you’re a woman that loves men, you learn quickly that there are many things you’ll do in your relationships with them that will be taken for granted. Keeping track of chores, following through on those chores, making to-do lists up the ass. But as a straight (or bi/pansexual) woman, you also realize over time how little is expected of your man in your relationship, … Continue reading I Shouldn’t Have to Thank My Fiance for Being An Adult
At the Oscars, Viola Davis in her acceptance speech for Best Supporting Actress in Fences paid tribute to her craft by eloquently saying that the artist community “[is] the only profession that celebrates what it means to live a life.” While the internet perhaps took too much from these words in the aftermath of the ceremony, I took her statement at face value. Even still, as I heard the words leave her lips I didn’t quite understand them. I appreciated her insight on why art is important for the artists that create and perform, but as the camera panned to an audience of rich actors and producers, I couldn’t connect to her words as a viewer, a consumer of art. Her statement felt very personal to the acting community, therefore I felt distance from it.
But Thursday night as I sat on my couch watching Scandal, the episode entitled “Extinction,” I had a revelation about the meaning of Viola Davis’ words for lovers of art and media. (SPOILERS AHEAD)
As I explained in detail in a previous post, I am currently in the process of transitioning my hair to natural. Since I’ve made the announcement to my friends and family, I’ve gotten awkward questions like, “So how does it work?” or “When will it be natural?” While these questions are well-intentioned, they stem from ignorance of black natural hair and how it works, both … Continue reading All About My Natural Hair Transition: The Process Explained
It all started in February. The beginning of Black History Month saw the milestone 50th Super Bowl. In the days leading up to the most-watched telecast of the year, it was rumored that Bruno Mars and Beyonce would both join Halftime headliners Coldplay. Then, the day before the Super Bowl, Beyonce dropped a surprise song online entitled “Formation.” The internet was abuzz with the lyrics and connotations of the song. Many wondered if Queen Bey would dare to perform such a song on arguably the biggest national stage.
After Coldplay performed a song or two, Bruno and his “Hooligans” took to the stage along with Mark Ronson. He finessed his way through his 2015 smash “Uptown Funk” wearing shiny black pants, black sneakers, and a gold chain round his neck. Although produced and performed by two non-black artists, the jam is unabashedly a tribute to funk, soul, and disco — all genres perfected by black musicians. It should also be noted that Bruno’s backup dancers were black and, like Bruno, wore black outfits.
After performing several bars of “Funk,” Beyonce stormed the field with an army of black women behind her. Beyonce wore a black leotard and a black bomber jacket of sorts with two gold sashes crossing diagonally across her chest. Her dancers wore black shorts and crop tops with black berets. She eased her way into the lyrics of “Formation,” sashaying slowly through her dancers. (It would be discussed later that the outfits worn by Beyonce and her dancers were a tribute to the Black Panthers. The dancers were even photographed doing the Black Power fist.)
“I like my baby hair with baby hair and afros/I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils….”
Swaying side to side, then twerking at a 90 degree angle (surely working them quads), Beyonce and her black girl squad worked their way through the choreography.
She then joined forces with Bruno for a mashup of their two songs. Chris Martin of Coldplay joined in toward the end of the performance. But as Bruno and Beyonce sang the end of “Funk,” working the camera in their black getups front and center, it was clear that despite a white artist “headlining” the Halftime show, blackness — both literally and figuratively — had taken over.