Social Issues. Tweet about this Share this on Facebook. I grew up around a lot of white people. I was one of the few black people in my primary school, my secondary schools and college. University is difficult because there were so many people — but out of the 35 musicians on my course, I was most definitely the only black person until third year.
White people, only dating black people is not progressive – it’s racist
My relationship with my identity has always been complicated. I grew up on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, where, more often than not, I was the only black face in a room. Still, my family is extremely Afrocentric, and we celebrated everything from our black skin, to our curves, to the way we styled our hair.
Listen, I get it. My curves are a bit more exaggerated. My lips are naturally more full. My voice is unabashedly louder. And my skin is much darker and, well, thicker.