Black women are more vocal than ever. We no longer bat an eyelid at the "angry black woman" cliché that haunted our mothers, or the "aggressive" label that was tacked onto any black schoolgirl who was insolent enough to do anything but sit silently. We say what we want, and we won't suffer fools gladly, and at some point the rest of the world will learn to deal with that.
did the big chop about three years ago, and I did so not because of any social trend, or to be in touch with my roots but rather because I became aware of the dangerous side effects. And I can tell you today, I do not feel anymore Ghanaian today than I did on that day because, as my girl India Arie sings beautifully, I am not my hair.
Afro hair has many guises - locks, puffs, dreads, braids, bantu knots - all of which are expressions of our multi-faceted culture. Despite these styles being historically documented, Afro hair is still waiting to be asked to sit at the proverbial 'head table' with the brunette, blonde and red-haired population.
'Throw up your hands if you love a big booty' JLo is singing and Iggy Azalea my fave Ozzie Fauxmerican is joining her. Writhing around in their knickers, they are proudly displaying their butt cheeks to the world. I don't know when we became so obsessed with bums, but I can honestly say, it has changed my life.
I've been asked to speak at the House of Commons to inspire young girls to achieve their dreams. Little old me, still trying to work out the meaning of success till this day, was getting ready to go to Parliament in an initiative backed by Michelle Obama herself, Hackney MP Dianne Abbott and I'mPossible founder Simone Bresi-Ando