Drawing on personal experiences, a young black woman offers her thoughts on dealing with the politics of race and identity, relationships, body-image issues, higher education, and employment opportunities, in an intimate, candid, and delightful glimpse into the life of the author. Original. IP.
I wanted this book to be better written- either deeper or a more readable coherent narrative- than it was. I ultimately gave up and didn't finish. It is a colloquially written and non academic autobiography of a Black woman in modern America- a voice and perspective that needs to be heard far more!While I don't *know* this author's perspective, it contained no revelations for me (racism exists for people other than Black people! Black women's hair is a BIG DEAL! Colorism exists in the Black community too) I'm still happy to see this voice published though. I have no doubt that many of Gibson's casual life observations would be big revelations for many white Americans. This is not about "wokeness" but rather simple contact or lack-thereof between many white and black in the US.
This book put me in an apoplectic rage during most of my reading it. I suppose I could have been nice and given it 2 stars, but I had such a visceral reaction to the author's blatant hypocrisy in the book that I can't even manage. The one pro that I had was that she wanted to leave a lasting impression upon her readers that women are beautiful. Too bad she started dissing women and their looks 20 pages later. I finished the book, but it left me feeling angry, sad, and pretty livid.
Nothing spectacular. I can’t remember much because the impression of the life tales wasn’t big. Probably the largest lesson I took away is the importance of friendship among women, especially if they’re older/more experienced than you, yet still treat you equally.
Also her comparison between the west and east coast, regarding the commonality of Black men seeking Black women. Not sure I agree but that was a different era haha.