Not Recognizing A Black Person Is Also Racism
No excuses, white people must learn how to distinguish one Black face from another
I started braiding my hair when I was 13, not because I wanted to, but because at the time — we’re talking late 80s, I couldn’t find a Black hairdresser who would do my hair without asking my mother to pay upwards of 600$. So, one summer, I sat in front of the TV and made tiny micro braids on my 4c afro-textured hair. The …
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