Me, The Dark Skin Beauty

​Now, in modern society who do we see in magazines, and on TV? Yes, of course there are black girls. How deep is their skin? Not that dark, caramel maybe. That leads me to wonder, has society changed? Can a dark skinned girl like me be on the cover of a magazine without my beauty being compromised, airbrushed and masked with makeup? Will they see my true beauty, or the one someone made for me? I have questions, I’m inquisitive.

​Beauty does not define me. From my kinky black roots, to my toffee brown eyes, and cocoa skin I am beautiful. Where my hair grows I can be bright enough to make a better future. From my eyes I can see a long path with great things to come. I can walk a prominent journey with my enriched sun kissed feet. Beauty is me.

​Society cannot tell me I am not beautiful, because of the color of my skin. The color of my skin is a part of me that will always be a parcel of my beauty. Society is not ready for someone like me, a young black woman striving for success as I am.