Fine light skinned females
I remember finding one of my brother's girlie magazine and seeing a picture of a nude Grace Jones.
Logan walked into my life.
We forget that as black women our struggles are much more alike than we admit.
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He would say things that would make my skin crawl; things that would take me back to the third-grade, and eventually, I "proved too Black for his taste.
She taught me that the world thinks black is bad, and I hated her for shattering the belief I maintained of looking just like my brothers, all of whom my neighborhood thought was the cat's meow.
Consciously, I rebelled against the notion that "light was right," something that wasn't so difficult because subconsciously for as long as I can remember, when I closed my eyes and imagined beauty, I thought of those who were of a much darker hue.
While stopping short of saying it caused me to hate myself, it did cause me to question if I was worthy of being Black.