"Whenever it erupts, this funk, they wipe it away; where it crusts they dissolve it; wherever it drips, flowers,or clings, they fight it until it dies. They fight this battle all the way to the grave. The laugh that is a little too loud; the enunciation a little too round; the gesture a little too generous. They hold their behind in for fear of a sway too free; when they wear their lipstick, they never cover their entire mouth for fear of lips too thick, and they worry, worry, worry about the edges of their hair."
~ Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye
This quote stood out to me from one of my reading on Gender and the Law in the Commonwealth Caribbean and reminded me of an earlier post I did on Beauty ...I just had to share. I definitely have to put that book on my reading list.
Again I ask...What are we so afraid of?
xoxoSheba
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