black feminism

black girls talking

looking for a place to learn about all things related to black women? from pop culture to black feminism to world affairs, black girls talking is a podcast that gives listeners meaty discussions around issues affecting women of color. the show features four sisters whose bios are just as witty as their commentary. check it out, feel smart, enjoy.

in the latest episode the sisters discuss “the lasting impact of the late, great dr. maya angelou; #yesallwomen; lupita nyong’o doing big things; laverne cox on the cover of time; louis c.k. and justin bieber.”

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#freethenipple

between the ma’at tattoo under her breasts, countless instagram pics and the recent lui magazine cover, rihanna’s breasts receive lots of attention.  therefore, we shouldn’t be shocked that her nipples played a starring role when she received the cfda fashion icon award last night.  rihanna’s dress was covered in swarovski crystals — and not much else.

rihanna_cfda_a_pshe looked ethereal, almost other worldly with the sparkling dress, gloves and head wrap.  with the dress and her nipples earning a spot in media outlets around the world, i’m wondering what it means for a woman to bare her breasts and disregard norms that typically make such an action taboo.

first, rihanna’s pixie dust dress demands a conversation about double standards.  in a society where the way a woman dresses invites judgments about her purity and sexual mores, women are held to much stricter rules about acceptable styles of dress than our male counterparts.  for example, why is it appropriate for a man to show his chest, but not a woman? pondering this very question, scout willis (demi moore and bruce willis’s daughter) recently started the #freethenipple campaign to protest instagram’s rules that ban women’s bare breasts, including those of breast cancer survivors and breastfeeding mothers, but allows bare chested pictures of men.   in fact, rihanna’s lui magazine cover was initially removed from her instagram account by the social media empire for this reason.

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won’t you celebrate with me

won’t you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model
born in babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.

lucille clifton