Loving yourself first can be a hand full in the beginning, trying to catch up with all the trends, figuring out where you belong and what to do with your hair. As a black woman, it took me forever to love myself, my natural hair, my cute nose, and perfectly dark Skin.

I am proud to be black.

I used to be ashamed of my Tone, how my voice got shy over the phone, don’t get me started on how people thought it was wrong, living in two different worlds. What I’m trying to say is that I didn’t want to be black I was afraid I talked too loud and that people would start to get upset.

My skin is my image the way I am dressed, underneath this Skin Tone there’s nothing to be upset. I don’t dance like my friends, I can’t always be social and win an argument, but that’s okay because I’m loving this picture. I’m loving every single thing about myself and I don’t want it to be different, I can always improve, I can always try and be better.

Every single detail of my body is designed by God, the vessels and the colors from my head to my toes. I even stare at myself in the mirror and wonder what inspired God to make one, a human being with so much detail in different skin tones and different purposes to live by.

I hope you’re proud of your skin tone because God handcrafted you with a vision in mind. You are incredibly beautiful, light-skin, black, brown, white every single one!

xo, Gely