Lupita - The Chocolate Goddess

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Her speech at the Essence Luncheon
I wrote down this speech that I had no time to practice so this will be the practicing session.

Thank you Alfre, for such an amazing, amazing introduction and celebration of my work. And thank you very much for inviting me to be a part of such an extraordinary community.

I am surrounded by people who have inspired me, women in particular whose presence on screen made me feel a little more seen and heard and understood. That it is ESSENCE that holds this event celebrating our professional gains of the year is significant, a beauty magazine that recognizes the beauty that we not just possess but also produce.

I want to take this opportunity to talk about beauty, Black beauty, dark beauty. I received a letter from a girl and I’d like to share just a small part of it with you: “Dear Lupita,” it reads, “I think you’re really lucky to be this Black but yet this successful in Hollywood overnight. I was just about to buy Dencia’s Whitenicious cream to lighten my skin when you appeared on the world map and saved me.”

My heart bled a little when I read those words, I could never have guessed that my first job out of school would be so powerful in and of itself and that it would propel me to be such an image of hope in the same way that the women of The Color Purple were to me.

I remember a time when I too felt unbeautiful. I put on the TV and only saw pale skin, I got teased and taunted about my night-shaded skin. And my one prayer to God, the miracle worker, was that I would wake up lighter-skinned. The morning would come and I would be so excited about seeing my new skin that I would refuse to look down at myself until I was in front of a mirror because I wanted to see my fair face first. And every day I experienced the same disappointment of being just as dark as I was the day before. I tried to negotiate with God, I told him I would stop stealing sugar cubes at night if he gave me what I wanted, I would listen to my mother’s every word and never lose my school sweater again if he just made me a little lighter. But I guess God was unimpressed with my bargaining chips because He never listened.

And when I was a teenager my self-hate grew worse, as you can imagine happens with adolescence. My mother reminded me often that she thought that I was beautiful but that was no conservation, she’s my mother, of course she’s supposed to think I am beautiful. And then…Alek Wek. A celebrated model, she was dark as night, she was on all of the runways and in every magazine and everyone was talking about how beautiful she was. Even Oprah called her beautiful and that made it a fact. I couldn’t believe that people were embracing a woman who looked so much like me, as beautiful. My complexion had always been an obstacle to overcome and all of a sudden Oprah was telling me it wasn’t. It was perplexing and I wanted to reject it because I had begun to enjoy the seduction of inadequacy. But a flower couldn’t help but bloom inside of me, when I saw Alek I inadvertently saw a reflection of myself that I could not deny.

Now, I had a spring in my step because I felt more seen, more appreciated by the far away gatekeepers of beauty. But around me the preference for my skin prevailed, to the courters that I thought mattered I was still unbeautiful. And my mother again would say to me you can’t eat beauty, it doesn’t feed you and these words plagued and bothered me; I didn’t really understand them until finally I realized that beauty was not a thing that I could acquire or consume, it was something that I just had to be.

And what my mother meant when she said you can’t eat beauty was that you can’t rely on how you look to sustain you. What is fundamentally beautiful is compassion for yourself and for those around you. That kind of beauty enflames the heart and enchants the soul. It is what got Patsey in so much trouble with her master, but it is also what has kept her story alive to this day. We remember the beauty of her spirit even after the beauty of her body has faded away.

And so I hope that my presence on your screens and in the magazines may lead you, young girl, on a similar journey. That you will feel the validation of your external beauty but also get to the deeper business of being beautiful inside.

There is no shame in Black beauty.
 

LB

Peace Love n Pretty Tings
As seen on a tumblr blog:

Question:
Who is your favorite Disney princess?

disneyforprincesses answered:

Lupita Nyong’o

Loved that
 

Essential Flower

(((Natural creation)))
Omg! This is like memories of myself in elementary school. I am close to her colour and was constantly teased about being very dark while my best friend was Dougla..I was called all sorts of names like "Red Lip", charcoal but I just cried at home and my mom would assure me that they were jealous of my beauty.
In high school it was the same thing until my love for creativity changed everything because of my high role in creative folk ballet dances I was finally noticed as a butterfly on stage. Then from there on I was nominated six times for beauty pageants and modeling agencies wanted me in their shows (which I never accept) as my love for fashion escalated. If I wasn't needed back then why now? I asked them. My half Trini aunt helped my mom to raised me because I was her only niece amongst fourteen nephews hence the reason for the way I walk, dressed and talk is always on point. Now an adult I carry myself with pride and loving my colour more than ever knowing that every where I go folks kept asking about my natural beauty especially my flawless skin and shape...that is just the way I shaped in dresses! Just that I have more boobs. (no pun intended cause she is gorgeous) Last week I bumped into this guy from a popular fashion magazine in the US who was vacationing down here and he approached me asking about my facial structure and if I use foundations...I flatly told him not a chance in life...I never...just cucumber soap, a little eyeshadow whilst rocking my Nia Long hair style to natural lip gloss...lol. He wanted to take my pic but I declined. So Hats off to lupita. I wish her all the best of success.
 
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