Hello world!
It has been a while since I wrote on this blog. I am not sure why but I realized why not return and share my musings on race and gender.
Lupita! Lupita! or as I fondly call her Luppie! as though she and I share some personal connection.
I remember the first time I heard about Lupita, I wondered who is this girl and what is with the media’s fascination. I later found out she was in a movie showing in theatres “12 Years a Slave”. I remember my first reaction was hmmm!
I have never been a fan of movies depicting slavery. I don’t know if it is my background as a young girl who grew up in Nigeria or as someone who studied African HIstory especially the Transatlantic Slave Trade. I have never been comfortable or trusted the entertainment industry’s portrayal of slavery.
Therefore, I was certain I was not going to watch “12 Years a Slave” I thought to myself “oh well another slavery movie, this time I guess they got an actual African lady to play the part”. However, I was still so curious to know who this lady was and finally watched the trailer for “12 years a slave”.
Truthfully, I remember the first time I saw Lupita I thought to myself “oh wow she is really dark! not even black BUT DARK.”
She was almost as dark as fine charcoal and weirdly she bore a resemblance to someone I knew intimately.
She looked like someone I saw everyday when I looked into the mirror. I was amazed! I wondered is this how I would look like if I was portrayed through a video lens. I had not seen a lot of dark women with no makeup on TV.
The image of her on my computer screen created a lot of emotions within me – some emotions I was comfortable with and some emotions I was uncomfortable with. Seeing Lupita made me think a lot about beauty, the lens of beauty and how I viewed myself through that lens of beauty.
I asked myself is she beautiful? I wondered how my answer affected how I thought about my own beauty.
So am I beautiful or Not?






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