My pre Traditional marriage/wedding photos

Nigerian and Cameroon bond ❀

Beautiful day with the Love of my life πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜€πŸ˜

Photographer: Robby Wiltsey
Makeup artist: Chisom

Look at my black beauty

My locks like a spiral

twists and turns from root to tip

and as I caress it with my fingertips

I feel a sense of unspoken pride

and wonder why for many years I’ve tried to hide

the truth of my roots

the swirl of my curl

the black of my tracks

Look At My Black Beauty

As I stare into the depths of my reflection

I wonder why I’ve never seen perfection

why I always despised the swerve of my curves

the plum of my lumps

the kiss in my lips.

But I’ve been designed

from my lips to my hips

they voluptuously sit and are proportionately big-

both gorgeously shaped

all wonderfully formed.

Look At My Black Beauty

I listen to the notes of my vocal chords

puzzled on how I give off

the wrong impression

every time I take a swing

at self expression.

How my passion is mistaken for aggression

enthusiasm read as flirtation

the kick in my pitch

the Hone of my Tone

Sharp. strong. bold.

never monotonous

never cold.

Look At My Black Beauty

By Cauline



So many tourists do this with little to no interaction with the people they’re posing with.Β  To them, these Himba women are so odd and strange (I’ve read a substantial number of travel posts/personal blogs that attest to this) that their humanity is not apparent.Β  Sadly, it is not just White people, but anyone and everyone so Westernized that to them, the Himba are simple artifacts of Namibia not unlike the wild safari.Β 

There are of course photos that exhibit some interaction (read: the Himba/s in the shot are smiling at least), and I know the Himba are open to meeting other people and interacting with tourists.Β  But they are not always treated like human beings with expectations of privacy and dignity.

Their rejection of western culture is not why the Himba people receive this treatment.Β  Let’s be clear about that.Β  It is because of their lack of proximity to white supremacy.Β  Being non-European is an oddity that must either be ogled or exterminated, whether you’re in Namibia or the US, whether you’re bare-chested in Windhoek or walking down the street in Ferguson, Missouri. Β Not even money and fame can protect you from the standard shame of being Black.

Being Black is treated as a situation one only employs away from “civilization”, even in Africa.Β  Our existence is not accepted in the current world as is as this video shows.Β  A Himba man must fold and stash his culture (read: soul) away in order to shine outside and he is lauded as “exceptional”.Β