Blü Walters

Gabrielle Union, in her foreward of Hill Harper’s book Letters to a Young Sister (via tiaralilibet)

One of the things that always bothered me growing up was that in every example of “black love” that I could think of, whether it was in TV, movies, or even between my own parents, it always seemed like a black woman could only be in a happy relationship with a black man if the woman is ~10 shades lighter than him. Even on this site, I see countless pictures of gorgeous light skinned women with gorgeous dark skinned men but not a single picture of the opposite. As a dark skinned black woman, I’ve been chastised, insulted and ridiculed by black men and completely overlooked by men of other races…I felt like even among my own people, I still wasn’t worthy of love because of my skin tone. And then I met this darling man, who took me to prom and made me feel like the belle of the ball and has treated me like an absolute prize since the day that we met. I wanted to share these photos in honor of the blackout and in honor of any darker skinned black woman who has ever felt like no one would ever love her because of her skin tone.

I love you @nicolesimonee

A 1960s ‘conversation pit’ 

bye i love this

If you see this on your dash, reblog it. You could save a life.

Photo by @moneyshotronny