I was never fazed about yellow skin or light colored eyes like many in the black community were.
It went on within the Hispanic community too, how they favored the fairer skin in comparison to the bronze.
It made no sense to me.
I don’t have a light complexion, or a dark complexion, I am a very nice shade of medium brown.
I have always been comfortable in my own brown skin since childhood and never understood the conflict and color problem among other African American individuals.
I never defined a person’s attractiveness or self worth based on a skin tone.
It is not color that denotes physical beauty it is the structure and design of facial features in which appeal to the eye, and the inner beauty of a person’s soul and character, that appeal to the heart and to the mind of those with genuine depth.
Most importantly, and above all, one should be pleased and satisfied with one’s own self and appearance, regardless of anyone else’s opinion, or train of thought.
Self confidence comes with self love, and self approval comes with self acceptance.
The true beauty and richness in color are the shades authentically painted from a brush stroked by the hands of someone who truly loves and believes in them self even if or when nobody else does.
Make-up and types of cosmetics was another thing I never understood and something I never desired to wear.
I believe in being totally natural I could never imagine covering myself up with unnatural coloring that brings out another form of negative shade toward one’s self image.
I know some wear make-up as an enhancement because they feel they look good, though to some, It promotes the idea of not looking good enough.
When one is secure there is no need to hide behind a cover, you’d want to show off your true color.
All shades come in beautiful packages.