Black people are getting "woke".
There's a wave of consciousness of the beauty of our black skin and everything within.
Go to Instagram and you'll find several accounts dedicated to adoration of the beauty of black skin. There's Melanin Monday, there's Melanin.Art, Melanin Queens Only, Melanin Thing, Melanin Feed, Make Up For Melanin Girls, and the list goes on.
There was a time when our dark skin was not so celebrated; when the darker you were, the more likely you were to get the short end of the stick at school, at work, at play...at life really.
And here we are today...in all our melanin glory.
Black and proud.
And I love it.
But I also love the skin on those with an absence of melanin. Those with varying levels of albinism.
I won't pretend I'm not aware of the silly stigma surrounding albinos.
I was sad to read a report of a study conducted in Nigeria on albino children by the South Africa Medical Journal, which stated that "they experienced alienation, avoided social interactions and were less emotionally stable. Furthermore, affected individuals were less likely to complete schooling, find employment, and find partners".
I don't understand why there are no Instagram accounts celebrating the unique beauty of albinos (I checked, not one exists). I don't understand the social and cultural challenges they have to face in Africa.
Makes no sense.
Makes no sense.
To be honest, melanin or the lack thereof, should not define anyone's beauty, status or opportunities.
Let's cut the long story short.
This lovely lady intrigued me. Carriage like she could own the darn world.
And she could.