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Beauty, brains, sheltered, judge and envied but loved

Nevaeh Shorter,
Irving, TX

These six words sketch the real texture of my days as a Black girl growing up. People often tell me I’m beautiful and clever, and I’m proud of both, but I move through a world that still casts shadowy judgments and expects me to prove myself at every turn. I’m sheltered in some moments protected by family and friends who want me safe but I’m also pushed to push beyond comfort, to speak up, to show up, to excel. A judge watches my every move, deciding who I am before I can show who I am, and I feel the weight of that gaze in public, on the street, at work . Some envy the doors I hope to open, the opportunities I pursue, though they don’t see the late nights, the careful choices, the fear-of-failure that rides along. Yet through it all I am loved—by family, friends, mentors—reminding me that my worth isn’t defined by others’ opinions but by the resilience I bring to each day.

“Brains, beauty, curves — envied, judged, fetishized.”

Cornelia Amoussou,
Des Moines, IA

I chose these six words because they capture how my identity as a Black woman is often reduced to stereotypes. Growing up as a first-generation American with Togolese parents, I experienced the weight of others’ assumptions early on. My body was judged and sexualized before I even understood what that meant. Friends envied me, strangers stared at me, and men fetishized me, leaving me to question my worth beyond appearance. These words highlight how race, gender, and body image intersect to create a complicated reality, one where intelligence, strength, and heritage can be overshadowed by objectification and judgment. People always talk about pretty privilege, which does exist, and I know a lot of people deal with the opposite. Sure, I was liked by lots of guys. But people rarely address the dark side of pretty privilege. People always want it all, but let me tell you: being smart, pretty, strong, and Black is hard, and you have to be truly mentally strong to deal with all of the judgment, stares, and everything that comes with it. I am now determined not to judge or envy others without knowing the person inside. I’m still judged, but I’ve learned how to manage it. Those experiences left scars and trust issues, but they also shaped my resilience, independence, and empathy. I fight to protect other girls from the same pain. This card is my reclamation: I am more than envy, judgment, or objectification. I am intelligent. I am strong. I am whole. I am proud of my heritage, my body, my mind, and my voice.

School that introduced me to The Race Card Project: DMACC or Des Moines Area Community College.

Family contrast black white shows beauty

P8022086Sherry Weaver,
Woodstock, GA.

Our family is a beautiful rainbow. We are pink with brown spots and brown with pink spots.

We are just a family. I didn’t “rescue” anyone-we gave each other gifts. I was given the incredible gift of love and diversity, and they got a family who loves them and can appreciate them. Just like all families, each individual brings something different to the whole. My first son is empathetic, my second son is a great athlete and my daughter is beautiful and caring.

It’s not about surviving being black, It is about realizing how wonderful it is to be of African heritage and how wonderful it is to be of Scottish heritage. I tell my daughter how beautiful she is while I put on my makeup and tell her how lucky she is to have such gorgeous mahogany skin.

She understands this is just one of the the many joys of being black. Anyone who can’t see that is just not looking.

And no disrespect Chris Rock- She does have “Good Hair”. It is as beautiful as the rest of her.

The perfect woman do not exist- La mujer perfecta no existe!

Laura A Cruz,
Hicksville, NY

The gender roles are the expectations that society has for how people act, speak, dress, and groom based on their assigned sex.
Gender roles can also have a tremendously negative impact on a person’s mental health. I often fill all my roles and leave the person I am for last. I am restless, mad at myself, and feeling empty at times!
In my culture, the role of a woman is extremely hard to fulfill:

In Colombia, We have beauty standards – the ideal body for women has been established as having large breasts, a thin abdomen, and large, firm buttocks and legs.
Family life is essential in Colombian culture, so you must sacrifice all as a woman to keep the family together. Men are the primary income earners for the family, while women are expected to be the homemakers. If the men cheat, you move on and act like it never happened; people will make you internalize, “You can’t let the other woman win!” forget about the pain, and focus on the ego instead! Fidelity isn’t a thing that most Colombians worry about. They don’t consider a side of love as being wrong or even unusual. All they ask for is discretion.
Colombians are generally expected to be loyal and committed to their families, putting the family’s interests above their own. People will often go out of their way to support their relatives.
You must always talk to people with respect, and it starts at home with the “rule that you should always use titles like “Señor” (Sir) or “Señora” (Madam) unless told otherwise.” You must respond like that to your parents and adults when they call your name.

Education is crucial because if the man leaves you and takes everything he provides, at least you will have your education. By the way, you must graduate College with a promising career. There is no time for following your dreams.

If your parents gave you a chance to be born, you are already in debt to them forever. You better be prepared to take care of them when they age.
Marriage ceremonies and services usually follow the Roman Catholic tradition. Colombian families stay together no matter what because “you made a promise in front of God.”
If you got pregnant before getting a career, “you ruined your life,” parents and relatives will judge, and you feel like you are the most irresponsible person in this world.
If you gained significant weight during pregnancy and or after, you better lose it because the man will find another woman with a better body than yours!
You better learn how to cook for your man because men love to eat, or he will find another woman to do it for you and replace you.
Domestic violence is a big thing in Colombian Culture and there is this phrase that comes along with it “La ropa sucia se lava en casa” which translates “dirty clothes are washed at home” if you talk about it to family members they will be most likely to say ” that’s the life you chose! I told you once you cross that door there is no going back!” so women stay in violent relationships. Femicides remain an alarming issue in Colombia, with a significant number of women and girls falling victim to gender-based violence.
In Colombian culture, nothing is ever enough for some parents; they always expect more from you. Not enough credit is given to all the hard work you put into your pursuits.
For all the reasons listed above, I will raise my children with my own beliefs, not the ones dictated by my culture!
The chain of nonsense with my family breaks here, with me!
La cadena de mi familia se rompe aqui, conmigo!

Dating: I’m too dark for him?!

Anonymous,
Northampton, MA.

He’s a white European, and has never considered black women to be attractive, apparently until he met me and we got to know each other. Since he is curious about interracial relationships, he’s often on youtube watching videos on black and white couples/babies/marriages. Yesterday, he proudly told me that he watched an interracial couple where the woman described herself as a caramel. He then casually added that he would have preferred it if I was caramel, not 60% chocolate or whatever it is I am. I replied that I’m in fact 80% dark chocolate. I was horribly upset at his ignorance, although I have since forgiven him for the comment he made and explained why what he said was hurtful to me.

Cultural Gatekeepers Defile Black People’s Beauty

Deborah Sanders
New York, NY

Racism has become so deeply ingrained in our culture that we are often only able to recognize the most obvious aggressions. Even when we do recognize it, we often feel helpless to resist its powerful grip on our psyche. I think that much of the obstacles to achieving a post-racial society is the constant reinforcement of the ‘what is beautiful is good, what is beautiful is white paradigm’ being relentlessly forwarded by cultural gatekeepers such as the advertising industry and the entertainment industry.

This gatekeeper sector of society which chooses who goes on the covers of magazines, who gets the leading movie role as a symbol of beauty and who gets labeled sexy and so forth, has an overbearing and pervasive influence on the way we judge a person’s worth. According to them and the messages they espouse, first and foremost, a person and especially a woman must be beautiful to be worthy. Second, they narrowly define beauty in a way that excludes the natural features of black people. What follows, is an entire race of the people assumed to be bad by everyone, often including many of them, themselves.

I believe that the cultural gatekeepers violate the civil rights of a large segment of society by its damaging use of idealized images of beauty that influence how people value others. It impacts our ability to earn a living, to mate, attract friends and studies show that it even impacts the way teachers react to our children. When we as a society are bold enough to enforce civil rights laws and stop cultural gatekeepers from defining beauty, we will go along way towards eradicating racism.

Mom said brown girls are ugly.

Anna,
Santa Maria, CA.

I am a 47 year old Filipina. I remember being constantly compared to my lighter skinned cousins and feeling awkward to be among my own family. If I could, I would travel back in time and give my 3 year old self a tight hug and tell her how important it is to love herself and to never believe any of the b.s. her mother tells her ever again.

Mom said brown girls are ugly.

Anna,
Santa Maria, CA.

I am a 47 year old Filipina. I remember being constantly compared to my lighter skinned cousins and feeling awkward to be among my own family. If I could, I would travel back in time and give my 3 year old self a tight hug and tell her how important it is to love herself and to never believe any of the b.s. her mother tells her ever again.

Brown girl rejected with red blood

Anonymous,
USA.

Grew up as the only little brown girl in class, always having to explain why my hair grew up to the skies when it rained and the humidity took control of my tresses, then drew tightly too my head. Never getting assistance from the PTA moms passing out red and black combs on picture day to make all the yellow-haired girls pretty for their cameo shots for school pictures. Always being left out, last picked, first ignored. Always looking for other under-dogs to befriend, going over to play with them, getting told by parents that lil’ Suzie isn’t allowed to play with n*****s. Me, going home confused because I wasn’t that bad word they said that I did not understand. It was the name my momma gave me and I was Suzie’s friend. I grew up to enter the field of science and eventually write book on embracing the beauty of hair that rises up to praise the Lord and a crown made uniquely to protect my brain and my body from the harsh subsaharan heat, hair that measures the barometric pressure of the wind and responds to shield me from the elements or expands to release energy when needed controlled by a medulla found in brain and tightly coiled hair – uniquely by God.

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