7 Things I love Most About ‘Being Black Me’


*Well of course there are numerous things we may love about being who we are. But let’s face it, every culture or race has things that are unique to them…at least in some way. And while we may not necessarily love everything we have been endowed with, there are some things –if we do say so ourselves — that we’re like…’Hey, I like that. A lot!’

And these characteristics are not necessarily visible to everyone. Some are more intrinsic, only recognized by those who know us well.

And they are not necessarily an innate part of every black person. Some may be humanistic qualities in a person who just happens to be black.

So out of a “million, trillion things” I could mention, I’ve chosen 7 things I especially love about being black me. What do you love about being black you?

1. I AM a natural badass!


And because of this, you can’t just treat me any old way and expect to get away with it. Being intrinsically gracious and kind (not to mention knowing a hell of a lot about how karma works), I allow my killer smile to throw you off guard. And sure as the day is long you sometimes make the mistake of taking my kindness for weakness. I am educated, well-traveled and spiritually-connected, so I probably won’t go ghetto on you, but hey, on the DL, just know that I am capable of taking it in any direction you want to go. Though my first choice is peace. I  use my assets to craft the perfect revenge. And once you are on my radar, you are the first to say, “Damn! I never saw THAT coming.”

2. I don’t feel the need to wear my race on my sleeve.

smiling black woman

I don’t advertise the fact that I am black. The fact that I am a black woman is not a precursor to everything I say. You already see that (or you will) just as I see you. I recognize the world as a gargantuan, kaleidoscope and my blackness and I are a mere patch in the quilt-work. I don’t have to jump through hoops to prove my blackness to black people or validate my worth to your people. Don’t look at me and assume anything. I have seen my share of self-hating behaviors demonstrated by people wearing natural hair. I am grown. And no longer feel the need, if I ever did in my youth, in being the baddest b*tch in the room. I have and always will be… relevant. My whispers have garnered more attention than an emotional outburst ever could. Ah the freedom in this! It has taken such a burden off of my shoulders; and as a result, I attract good people from all walks of life.

And we are comfortable in each others’ presence.

3. My Black Me knows how to get funky!

old school house party

We know how to party!  Ain’t no shame in our game. And we will hook up a Soul Train Line or Line Dance in a minute. Baby, it ain’t nothing but a word! We have so much material to pull from. Gimme some Isley Brothers. Michael-no-last-name-necessary. Earth, Wind & Fire, Al Green, The Emotions, Sister Sledge. You name it. And did I mention the food at these events? Off the chain! Make you wanna slap somebody! But the good thing about being grown is that you don’t. Everybody has put their problems on the Tomorrow Calendar and we are gettin’ our swerve on today. I LOVE this about us!

4. Oh the unwavering confidence!


For the life of me I don’t know why this frightens so many people. A confident black woman will send people running for the hills. Why? All I can suggest is, if you want to make yourself feel better, just talk to me and my sisters. Inquire about the journey, what makes me this way. Or just watch me as I do my thing. I realize you may not have reached a point where you can make yourself vulnerable enough to show you have such questions. But know this: my confidence has absolutely nothing to do with you. Life has brought this out in me. The ass-whippings I got when I was a child. The doors slammed in my face during my 20s…and 30s…and 40’s. I actually listened and came to believe the words of strong women like Cicely Tyson, Ruby Dee, Susan L. Taylor, and Maya Angelou. Very little catches me off guard. I’ve grown into my skin. And this is merely what it looks like.

5. Boy can we ROCK a hairstyle…Any hairstyle we damn well please!

You go girl! My longtime friends remind me all the time of all the hairstyles I’ve donned. That’s part of being a woman honey. Hairstyles are like hats. You can change them as often as you like. I love the freedom of not feeling enslaved by a hairstyle. Only ignorant people think the mind of a black woman changes with her hairstyle.


This week I may feel like going au natural. I have no time for hot combs in the morning or wet sets in the evening. I just wash, condition, braid and let this stuff air-dry.

And walla!


But in a few months I might want to straighten that out a bit and go blonde or platinum. I love the color against my beautiful honey-colored skin. It really makes it stand out! And the pixie cut. Whoa! It’s dope.



But I also love my jet black, straight cut sometimes. I look good, right? I feel good too.

I can do it all without the need to explain myself! And boy do the heads turn. I see you.

NEW YORK, NY - JANUARY 18:  Model Bria Murphy attends the Dark and Lovely annoucement of Bria Murphy as the new global brand ambassador at Juliet Supper Club on January 18, 2011 in New York City.  (Photo by Henry S. Dziekan III/Getty Images)

6. And an undeniable sense of all-around STYLE!

Kyemah McEntyre

I just couldn’t resist! Kyemah McEntyre simply says it all with this killer design. There is something about a black woman walking into a room wearing magnificent color. The beauty is astounding and EVERYONE notices.

I mean LOOK! Who does this better? Queens, I tell ya!


Did I mention my sensual swagger…


Black Women Hairstyles Fashion 5

Oh, did you say we’re going t a street festival? Let’s do this!

Makeup tips for black women

7. I may not be perfect. But I seriously don’t believe human perfection was in the Plan. And to be honest with you, it would require too much work! I believe it is all the little imperfections that has built my character and yours. I have learned that everything starts with me, but rarely does it end with me.

How else could I love you, without loving my black me first?

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” –Dr. Maya Angelou

What do you love most about being black you?

–This article was written by DeBorah B. Pryor



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