How to date, mate and relate. Mixing race, culture and creed.
Walking the streets of London is equivalent to walking down a haute couture runway. When I leave my flat, I have to keep up with the well-dressed women (and men) of London that constantly have me flipping through the glossy pages of my fashion magazines.
Turning heads, coy smiles, and sudden attempts at conversation: things I experience everyday down in London. I’m going to answer the question I’m sure all of you have been wondering. Are the Brits down for the swirl? YES, ladies. And the desire is strong.
I received this note from “J,” a young man living in England who is interested in black women, but it unsure how to approach them. After you read this, you have to wonder how critics of “Swirling” say the book is “unnecessary. If these people read this note and STILL cling to that ridiculous criticism, then they’re as dumb as a box of rocks, nuts, and bolts.
With American elections slowly coming to a close, it is important to realize how lucky we are to have our voices heard not only for our choice of President, but the propositions within our own state.
The fall film festival season is upon us! With Toronto, Venice and New York behind us, BFI is underway in London and AFI is coming up in Los Angeles. Then, 2013 will open with Sundance, followed by Tribeca and SXSW in the spring. Why attend a film festival? You’re interested in: seeing films before [...]
Women with Afro-textured hair have specific hair care needs when traveling abroad. Take a look at how Oneika Raymond cares for her hair as she travels the world.
It looks like Italian and Korean haven’t gotten the message that black women aren’t approachable. Take a read at how this traveling sistah fares in the dating world beyond the U.S. of A.
Before I went to Greece, I pictured it looking like the movie Mamma Mia or the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. I expected to be surrounded by blue skies, an even bluer ocean, and white sand nestled between my toes.
But as usual, my perfect image of how something should be was shattered. And I’m happy it was. When I first arrived at Athens for my educational field trip, I can’t say I was impressed. I saw dark alleys, cracked sidewalks, and graffiti. Everything I thought Greece wasn’t.
This is where I realized that the British dance A LOT differently than Americans. For a good hour, My friends and I were under the impression we were in a gay club. Because if we had been back in the states, guys would already be trying to grab us from behind. In the US, if I guy isn’t dancing with a girl, he will just hang out on the outskirts until he finds one. But here, guys had no problem dancing with each other.
Meet Niala, BB&W newest international roving reporter.
“Other from the occasional stare on the street and my kids wanting to touch my hair, no one really notices me. However, the Asian explosion or being surrounded by Asians has sometimes been overwhelming that one day I started screaming “Godzilla!” to quickly realize that I was in the wrong country.”
The beauty of seeing the world is that, as a consequence, I continually have contact with people who are diametrically opposed to myself; people whose race, colour, and creed make them different to me in every way possible. These foreign environments lead me to interact with people, male and female, that I ordinarily would not have come to know had I stayed in my bubble back in my hometown. I roll in different social circles when I’m abroad, circles that cut across race, class, and economic status lines.
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