“Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size. But when I start to tell them, they think I’m telling lies. I say, it’s in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride of my step, the curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that’s me.” ~ Maya Angelou
Can we take a moment or three to recognize the beauty of the black woman?! True beauty shines from the inside out so first, let’s dig deep. Let’s talk about our resilience, our strength, our power. How we’ve endured so much yet still find the courage to keep pushing forward. For years and to this day we’ve struggled for equality and have always had to work a little harder, speak a little louder, and carry the weight of the world on our shoulders. All why being mothers, teachers, counselors, and providers. Oh, the beauty of the black women, running so deep that it quietly permeates any room we’re in.
We are made of the rawest brown sugar, honey the color of amber, caramel so smooth you’d think it’s butter and chocolate so rich it makes your teeth hurt. We are melanated queens! Our hair, luxurious, thick, enviable, like crowns made of textured silk. Our hips, full, our thighs soft and our asses stacked. Facial features that keep plastic surgeons in business, because people pay for noses and lips and cheekbones like those of beautiful black queens.
We have to represent wherever we go, so make sure you shop our “Black Women Nutrition T-Shirt”. Strength- check! Resilience- unwavering! Melanin- on a hundred. Now sprinkle in a dash of spice, and a whole lot of magic. That right there is the recipe for a beautiful black women!
