Hi my darlings,

I’m sorry I could not write anything yesterday. I had to go work yesterday and I got back late and I completely forgot.

Anyway, in wrapping up our black girl magic week, I wanted to share a song by two amazing black women that I absolutely love. I think they are examples of strong, free-spirited, talented, independent and beautiful black women and this song always makes me want to dance.

As we end this wonderful week celebrating who we are, please remember how beautiful and unique you are. Never forget that God made us in his own image which basically means that we come from royalty and not just any royalty; We come from the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. We are special, wonderful and we are miracles.

I love you all my beauties and I hope you enjoyed this week. Enjoy the song below.

To the beautiful Black Women – A poem by Vernon J. Davis Jnr.

My beautiful black women,

Never forget how beautiful and strong you are. Never let anyone try to dim your shine. You are spectacular and you are amazing and you are wonderfully and beautifully made by God. Always remember this each and every day.

I came across this amazing poem by Vernon J. Davis Jnr. It celebrates who we are and it honours us. I hope as you read it, it makes you feel special and lovely and amazing in every way.


Beautiful Black Woman, your beauty is surpassed

                                         by none


Beautiful Black Woman, your sensuous

splendour is like the shining sun your 

wondrous ways come from your soul

which no one man may hope to control


Beautiful Black Woman, you are the guiding

                        hope of our people


Beautiful Black woman, your mind maintains 

                    your glorious power


Beautiful Black Woman, your spirit is 

like a shining church tower which points the 

way to heaven  above and which 

seeks to find true love


Beautiful Black Woman, you are the guiding 

                       hope of our people


Beautiful Black Woman, your time is like a 

                  precious commodity


Beautiful Black Woman, your ebony will is 

strong and free so take your precious time 

and your determined will and use them both to

emphasize what you really feel


Beautiful Black Woman, you are the guiding hope 

                                of our people


Beautiful Black Woman, in you lies our future!



Photo: Pinterest

Poem Link: http://www.tributetoblackwomen.com/poems/beautiful_blackwoman.htm


For the Black Goddesses – Don’t Let Anyone Steal Your Magic

When Solange’s A Seat At the Table came out last year, I was so excited. Apart from the fact that I love Solange as a person and as an artist, this album was such a magical piece of art and she touched on so many things pertaining to black women.

On one of her interludes, I Got so Much Magic, You Can Have it, she does a short a cappella with her friends Kelly Rowland and Nia Andrews that just basically states that ‘don’t let anybody steal your magic’ and the part I like best is at the end where they confidently state ‘I got so much ya’ll’ 

The interlude really touched me and I just wanted to use it to remind us that we have so much magic and we should be proud of it and not let anyone make us feel like we are less deserving or treat us less than we deserve.

My beautiful black Queens, always remember that you are special and wonderfully made by God. Hope this touches you as much as it did me.


Photo: Tim Okamura

For the Black Beauties – Spoken word poetry by Joshua Bennet

Hi beautiful people,

This week I am celebrating black women all over the world because I feel like a lot of the time this world puts us down and I want to use this time to lift us up because we deserve it. Most of the time, our black men do not show us love but it’s not all black men. It’s not like we need validation from anyone other than God but it is always nice to hear. Today, I am sharing a spoken word poem by an amazing man by the name of Joshua Bennet and the name of the poem is, 10 Things I want to say to a Black Woman. I have actually shared it on this blog years ago but I don’t think the video is available anymore but I found a captioned one on Youtube.

The first time I heard this poem, I just smiled. It completely lifted me up and I feel like it is something that all black women need to hear.

Always remember my beauties that we are stars. We are magical, we are Queens and we are magnificent. Always tell yourself that and I love you all from the bottom of my heart.

Hope you enjoy the poem. It is captioned so you can read along. If it isn’t on, just turn the CC button on the video on. Enjoy!



Photo: Pinterest

For the Black Queens – Black Girl Magic

So, yesterday, I decided to use this entire week to celebrate black women through poetry, art and even music. I think it is important for us to be reminded that we are worth celebrating and we are QUEENS. No matter what this world throws at us, we will still rise.

So. that brings me to the poem that I am going to share today. Maya Angelou’s Still I Rise is a widely known poem that celebrates us, black women and it is one of my personal favourites. As you read this poem, my beautiful black queens, remember how amazing and special and beautiful you are. God bless you, my darlings.



You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may tread me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I’ll rise.


Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells 

Pumping in my living room.


Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I’ll rise.


Do you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops.

Weakened by my soulful cries.


Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don’t you take it awful hard

‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines

Diggin’ in my own back yard.


You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I’ll rise.


Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I’ve got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?


Out of the huts of history’s shame

I rise

Up from a past that’s rooted in pain

I rise

I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise.


Poem: Maya Angelou

Photo: Pinterest


For the black woman! – Black Girl Magic

So. I recently listened to a video of rapper, Kodak Black saying that he did not like black women. At first, it sounded like he was referring to all black women. Then, he went on to say that he liked African American women but he preferred lighter skinned women because he did not want a woman that was his complexion. He also went on to say that dark-skinned women are too “tough” and light-skinned women are more “sensitive”.

Now, as a dark-skinned black woman – A proud one – this really bothered me and it just reminded me of the fact that a lot of black men put down black women. Black women are so disrespected and it is sad because black women give their all and don’t get anything back. The fact that a Kodak Black – not that I’m interested in an ignorant dude like that – will look at me and tell me that he doesn’t want me because of my skin tone, which would translate that I’m too tough, is really really sad to me.

But that’s okay.

I’m okay with who I am and I don’t want a dude who thinks about me or my beautiful black women in that way.

So, today and everyday this week, I want to celebrate black women because we need to be celebrated, not just this week but every week.  I came across this amazing poem today. I couldn’t find the name of the author but it is so amazing and just celebrates who we are. So, my beautiful black women, let us keep on being the beautiful, strong, magnificent goddesses that we are. Those that know us will be blessed to know us.

Here is the poem


Is it a disease? Well, if it is, I sure hope its catching

Because they need to pour it into a bottle,

label it, and sprinkle it All over the people

men and women who Never loved or cried,

worked or died For any one of us.


So…What if I am a Black woman?

Is it a crime? Arrest me!

Because I’m strong, but I’m gentle,

I’m smart, but I’m learning,

I’m loving, but I’m hateful.

And I like to work because

I like to eat and feed and 

clothe and house Me, mine

and yours and everybody’s,

Like I’ve been doing for 300 years.


What if I am a Black woman?

Is it insane? Commit me!!

Because I want Happiness, not tears;

Truths not lies; Pleasure not pain;

Sunshine not rain; A man not a child!


What if I am a Black woman? Is it a sin?

Pray for me! And pray for you too,

If you don’t like women of colour 

because we are…Midnight Black,

Chestnut Brown, Honey Bronzed, 

Chocolate Covered, Cocoa Dipped,

Big Lipped, Big Breasted, and BEAUTIFUL

all at the same time!


So what if I am a Black Woman?

Does it bother you that much because

I want a man who wants me…

Loves me and trusts me, and respects me

And gives me everything back, PLUS!!


What if I am a Black Woman? I’ve got rights,

same as you! I have worked for them,

died for them, played and laid for them,

On every plantation from Alabama to Boston and Back!


What if I am a Black woman?

I love me, and i want you to love me too,

But I am as I’ve always been, 

Near you, close to you, beside you,

strong giving, loving,


For over 300 years, Your black woman…Love me! 


Give it up for some black girl magic ya’ll!


Poem Link: http://www.tributetoblackwomen.com/poems/whatif.htm

Photo: Dania Love