Category Archives: Self-Care

A Crunk Feminist Response to Solange, Jay, & Bey

Earlier this week, TMZ released the now infamous elevator video of Solange going HAM on Jay Z.  The responses have been swift and the memes have been hilarious.  I’m a let y’all finish but, there are a few things missing from the conversation. First of all, Solange was dead wrong.  Now don’t get me wrong, I am a huge Solange fan. She’s my favorite little sister in the history of celebrity little sisters.  I’ve always appreciated her spunk and her fighter spirit. Real talk,  I always liked that there was a possibility that she might haul off and slap somebody. …Read more »

Dark-Skinned Blackgirl Visibility: On Gabby and Lupita

As a black feminist I am always here for the celebration of blackgirls, black women, and black wommanness in general (shout out to Dr. Ruth Nicole Brown, arbiter of Solhot, a promise to young blackgirls and women—and others who are doing the work past visibility and towards self-esteem and community accountability).  And as a dark-skinned blackgirl who has struggled through self-esteem issues ranging from the “you ain’t the right kind of black” in the 80’s , to the “you gotta be light-skinnededet to be right” tan-black of the 90’s, to the “you ain’t the in style” brown-black of the 00’s, …Read more »

Fuck Sears, or When Mall Cops Attack

Any one that knows me, knows that I do not like the Internet. I just don’t trust it. Too much of our personal information is out there and it is completely out of our control. It took me years to get a smart phone because I thought that having a smart phone would jeopardize my already limited privacy. My little sister, the tech-geek of the family, finally convinced me to ditch my flip phone and get a smart phone. Apparently, I was embarrassing her with my “very archaic form of communication.” So I did. I linked it to my email …Read more »

Blackgirl Blue(s)

The first time I decided I wanted to die it was because I felt the weight of so much sadness blues as deep as navy mixed with black I was too black to be happy Too black to be pretty Too black to be worth anything I convinced myself no one would care if I was gone   The second time I collected prescription pills in a cloth pocketbook I hid underneath the bathroom sink behind Mama’s sponge rollers and fingernail polish   The third time I pulled grandma’s gun from under her mattress and stared at it for hours …Read more »

Best of Summer 2013

Now that our days of wearing linen pants and rocking open-toed shoes are drawing to a close, we at the CFC have been thinking about the stuff we most enjoyed about this wild, wonderful, and weird summer. What follows is a short list of some of our CFs’ favorite things from this summer—from films, to music, web series, and more—that you can find on the web and in the world. Check it out!  From Crunkadelic: Music I’ve been loving Alice Smith since her 2006 debut album, For Lovers, Dreamers, and Me.  Alice released her sophomore album She earlier this year …Read more »

On Leaving The CFC

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. – Martin Luther King Jr. One of my main growing edges as a person is being a recovering people pleaser. Blame it on being an only child, a lonely extrovert without lots of peers to play with, a quirky black girl in a mostly white world growing up, a Gemini with a penchant for being a chameleon who can adapt to any situation… I used to put other people’s feelings and needs before my own. That shit sucked! I ended up doing …Read more »

lovers rock: the crunk feminist summer mixtape series

I refuse to cede this summer to cruelty. I have rubbed the roof of my mouth raw with pomegranate hard candies. I have learned how to take rapid-fire selfies at flattering angles. Underwhelmed by artisanal popsicles, politics and my own work ethic, I have brooded. At my best I have ridden the 2 train through the Bronx singing the “The Facts of Life” theme song with a little girl who sidled next to me at Penn Station and rested her head on my shoulder as I reread The Bluest Eye. And then I found my way back home to Harlem. …Read more »

Loving Ourselves: The Case for Radical Empathy

Her voice is a revelation and her concert last week in Atlanta was nothing short of a religious experience

It’s been a rough past few weeks, hasn’t it? Between the SCOTUS rulings, Zimmerman trial, another recent discovery of a serial killer who has targeted Black women, and the general tomfoolery of white supremacy experienced on a daily basis, it seems like we can’t catch a break. Certainly, it’s never easy to be a person of color, but it has felt, at least to me, particularly egregious recently.  We have a lot of work to do to get free and stay free, but in the meantime I’m really concerned about how we love (on) ourselves and each other—because the business …Read more »

How to Not Die: Some Survival Tips for Black Women Who Are Asked to Do Too Much

“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.”                            –Audre (the) Lorde High blood pressure runs in my family.  I have been taking medication to regulate it for six years and I recently started getting intense headaches and migraines that I realized were related to hypertension.  Deadline-driven days have become so commonplace in my life that I didn’t recognize or respond to the “stress” anymore.  It became normalized.  A way of life.  The way my life is.  This is a problem.  And sometimes I won’t sit down (read: take a break from …Read more »

Getting Free & Staying Free

It might seem a bit cliché for an English professor to be all like “Beloved is one of my favorite novels,” but it’s the truth. I love that book with a fiery burning passion. It’s one of those texts that I can always go back to and that never gets old. I can open any page and be moved, or laugh (yeah, there are some jokes in Beloved), or marvel at Morrison’s wondrous prose.   The last few times I reread Beloved was because I was teaching it, which was cool. I mean, I love teaching the novel (and Morrison …Read more »

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