
Because the Black Weblog Award I yearn to win the most is the Best Writing in a Blog category, because today is the last day to vote, and also because I just celebrated my second bloggiversary, I figured now would be a great time to stroll down memory lane and share some of the Afrobella posts I’m proudest of. If I don’t celebrate myself, who will?
My mama. But her internet skills are lacking, so I’ll just do it myself anyway.
My very first post explains why I got on this journey to begin with. It all begins with my childhood hair idol, Diana Ross. I tell you — seeing her in Central Park in 1983 seared an image in my brain that will never go away. I used to put that towel on my head and sashay down the stairs, singing “I want muscles,” when I was way too young to know what she was talking about. That’s where I first realized that hair didn’t have to be pin straightened within an inch of its life to be sexy. Diana and her power mane, FOREVER.
Meeting Carol’s Daughter was my first attempt at interviewing someone for my brand new beauty blog. Lisa Price was cool as they come, and very receptive to an eager kinda-journalist who just wanted to hang out and observe the action for hours. I admired Mary J. Blige from afar, learned that stars really are just like us, met a legion of Carol’s Daughter fans, and had my first encounter with Hair Milk. The whole experience made me feel optimistic for Afrobella’s future. And it was the beginning of some cool interviews with some of my hair and makeup icons — like Billy B, Titi Branch, Mahisha Dellinger, and Anita Grant.

The Blacker the Berry, an homage to bellas a darker shade of beautiful, who typically don’t get the same level of admiration or appreciation that lighter skinner bellas do. That post was one of the earliest that tackled black beauty issues, which I’ve revisited time and time again in posts like Black Woman, Know That You Are Beautiful, In or Out of Vogue, and Nip Tuck.
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