My earliest independent reading memories involve biographies and memoirs. In second grade I got to take home a rolled up timeline because I read the most biographies of anyone in my class. There are large volumes that require much of my time, but in the last few months I have noticed that celebrity written memoirs have replaced mysteries as my go to genre that I enjoy in between denser reads. I enjoy reading about the person away from the glitz and the glamor and find out what he or she is about in real life. One of the members of the nonfiction book club had mentioned reading We’re Going to Need More Wine, and my curiosity was whetted. I follow both the author and her husband on social media, so with this recommendation in hand, I ventured to discover the Gabrielle Union off camera.
Gabrielle Union is the current title character of Being Mary Jane, a devoted wife, stepmother, and mother, and a spokesperson for rape and domestic abuse victims as well as for the Susan G Komen Breast Cancer Awareness Fund. One could say that she has cracked the mythical glass ceiling and has it made, but she came from humble roots and still appears at least on paper to be the same person after achieving fame and fortune. Union, who went by the moniker Nickie, grew up in the predominately white town of Pleasanton, California. She could count on both hands the number of people of color in her inner circles of friends, and at a certain point, she ceased to be “black” to her white friends because she acted “normal.” To counter becoming too white, Union spent her teenage summer vacations at her maternal grandmother’s home in North Omaha, Nebraska. There she stayed on the cutting edge of African American culture, yet also came face to face with the gang membership and drug usage plaguing the teens of her community. Determined not to be another statistic, the summer visits eventually stopped but not before Union saw the schism between black and white teens for herself.
Union openly tells readers about her trials and tribulations of adolescence: her changing body, dating, both the relationships she had as well as encouraging safe intercourse for teenagers. The event that she would not let her define herself by occurred on a summer home from college working at a Payless Shoes store. One night, she was raped, leading to years of post traumatic stress and therapy. Rather than becoming known as a victim, Union uses every speaking opportunity she has to speak out against rape and encourages survivors to report the violence to police as well as seek treatment for themselves. Although Union did discover much later the importance of advocating for herself first, she has through her platform advised women to look out for themselves first, which is noble in her role as both an advocate and mentor.
As a member of black Hollywood, Union moves in rarefied air. She got her break in movies “Ten Things I Hate About You” and “Bring It On.” Both movies are considered cult classics today, especially Bring It On, about rival high school cheerleading squads vying for a state championship trophy, which I admit to watching many times the year it came out. These movies, however, were primarily for white audiences; mainstream Hollywood remains a lily white community. For black actors and actresses to achieve, Union advocates mentorship, leading to more roles and leadership positions for people who look like them. Judging from the recent success of films like “If Beale Street Could Talk” and “Green Book,” it seems as though the members of Union’s Hollywood circle have empowered a younger generation of actors to achieve more than stardom in black cult movies. Hopefully, that divide will crack more in coming years as Hollywood becomes more and more color blind.
Today Union and basketball player Dwayne Wade make up a power couple visible to millions on social media circles. This was not always the case for either of them as they both suffered through messy first marriages and a myriad of bad relationships before finding each as soul mates. In her role as a stepmother to black teenagers, Union has advised her boys how to navigate America, even as much as quoting Ta-Nahisi Coates’ “Between the World and Me” to the boys’ school principal in an attempt to have him see the world from her shoes. Even though Union and Wade and their children are in the public eye, they are still African American. While many are color blind, unfortunately, there are many people in this world who are not color blind to crime. Yet, the Union-Wade family is doing their part to help break down these barriers.
After years of failed fertility treatments, Gabrielle Union is now a proud mother to Kaavia James Wade. If you have seen her pictures on social media, she is a cute one, and her mother and father are doting parents. With crazy schedules and social media watching their every move, Union and Wade both try to stay as grounded as possible. From the outside looking in, this seems evident to me by the way they are raising their children to advocate for themselves, to be aware of themselves as African American males growing up in the United States. Union has taken her Hollywood platform to great heights as an advocate, mentor, and spokesperson for various causes. It has been eye opening and enlightening to read her memoir, and I wish her nothing but the best in the years to come.
4 stars