According to some new “research,” if your dad wasn’t around then you probably put yourself into some sexy situations.
Angela and I look nothing alike. Yet every day, I am approached with a “Hi… Angela right?”, with my desk name tag right in front of them, or “Thanks Ange- I mean Candace, I’m sorry!”, peppered with an awkward giggle.
In 6th grade, I didn’t realize like I do now the impact of a white woman calling out the size of my body and its parts.
My friend and I are all highly educated young women. We can talk for hours about the merits of Madame Bovary — so why are we so tentative about talking about risk?
You don’t have to police the criminally stupid, they’ll eventually do the work for you.
I very specifically took full body photos of me on my not-most-awesome day, rather than choose more flattering photos. I embraced underpromise and overdeliver — I was petrified of trying to deceive anyone.
I hear so many hiring managers bitching about potential employees but they never want to deal with the awkwardness of saying it to candidates directly. That’s where I’m going to come in.
As a black woman in this world, especially when dealing with the professional world, sometimes you just have to pull out your bag of tricks.
We already live in a world where women are taught to shy away from being viewed as openly complicated, flawed or messy in any way. Spending your days pretending to be an idealized self doesn’t help things.
I am so focused on putting my best ‘fro forward that I have missed out on happy hours and dinners because my twists have not dried in time.