Tag Archives: internalized oppression

About Lupita: Reflections On The Backlash

So unless you have been living under a rock you are aware that actress Lupita Nyong’o took home to the Oscar for Best Supporting Actress last Sunday. While Lupita’s ascent has been praised and celebrated there is also a backlash to her success. The level of negativity and shade being heaped upon the actress by […]

There Ain’t No Future In Ya Frontin’

I am going to take a moment to discuss another problematic image that people have been buzzing about: the cover of Pharrell William’s latest album ‘G I R L’. I first saw the picture last week. I’ll be honest: I wasn’t shocked or outraged by it. Part of my survival strategy for living in the […]

The Enforcers

It was an ordinary Saturday afternoon. My daughter sat next to me on the sofa in our living room, focused on a playing a game on her iPod. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed how she was sitting-legs loose and open. Sharp words formed in my mind: close your legs and sit […]

“Ya’ll Must Have Forgot”: Historical Amnesia and Silly Memes

Before I went to bed last night the attached meme surfaced in my timeline on Twitter. I’ve had the misfortune of seeing this ignorance before but apparently it is making the rounds again. There are a number of troubling aspects about this meme. However in this post I will focus on only one: the way […]


Today brought the news of yet another Black celebrity using bleaching cream to exchange their natural brown skin in favor of an extremely pale tone. Nigerian-Cameroonian singer Dencia debuted her look and her fittingly named skincare line Whitenicius. As I looked at Dencia ‘s ghost-like skin a phrase came to mind: another one bites the […]

Dark Like Us

When I was a little girl I was blissfully unaware that my skin tone was supposed to be a negative thing. In my eyes my skin was dark and comely, like that of the people I loved the most. I was dark like my Mama, who I idolized, watching with adoration as she lined her […]

An Unrequited Love

I’ve been fascinated by and drawn to dark-skinned black men for as long as I can remember. I suppose one could attempt to psychoanalyze┬áme and uncover the reasons why this is so. Perhaps it’s because I associate dark skin with the most enduring picture I have of my father. In his Marine portrait he is […]

U-N-I-T-Y Part II

A note to me readers: It has been over a month since I’ve updated DimunitiveDiva. I truly apologize for the delay, as I did not intent to allow so much time to elapse before posting the second part of my Unity series. A sudden increase in my hours at work has kept me from devoting […]