The Blog is Getting a Name Change

29 Sep

Hey wonderful readers,

I’ve been wanting to change my blog name for a while now, but I didn’t know how to (and I’m still figuring it out).

Here’s the deal:

When I started A Womyn’s Worth, I wanted the original spelling of the word “Woman,” but the domain name was taken. So I changed up the spelling to have the title still sound like the title I wanted but with a different spelling.

At the time, I didn’t know that transphobic feminists had been using the word “womyn” to exclude trans people from their movement.

I have NEVER been supportive of anti-trans feminists and do not want to be associated with them.

When I found out about the transphobic use of the term, I was like “Shit! I gotta change the name of my blog,” but I wasn’t sure how to. I have the domain name, the Twitter handle, Facebook page, the Tumblr account, and a few other things that are branded with “Awomynsworth.”

Currently,  I’m slowly figuring out how to rebrand and change the titles on all of these accounts without losing my following or the money I spent on the domain name.

So in the meantime, the domain name will stay the same until I can figure out how to redirect it and my blog will be titled A Woman’s Worth.

Thanks for hanging in there with me, everyone. And I sincerely apologize to anyone that I offended or harmed in using the old title. I’m still learning. I hope that you can forgive my oversight.

Thank you

-Shae

4 Affirmations for Black Folks with Natural Hair

6 Sep

GIF hair

Filled with frustration in my inability to rake through and put my short, 4C hair into a simple afro puff, I ran into the kitchen, grabbed the scissors from the cabinet, and snipped off a chunk of my poorly styled hairdo.

Immediately, I regretted it.

It didn’t seem like a big deal to my family and friends because I’d chopped my hair off five years previous and worn a buzz cut for about three years. But I was having a Next Top Model Makeover Meltdown and sobbed as I switched from scissors to electric clippers, shaving my head to a nearly-bald state.

Though I was previously working on learning to style and take proper care of my hair, frustration got the best of me.

For five days, I avoided mirrors – partially because I didn’t like the way it looked and partially because I couldn’t believe I’d gotten that upset about not being able to style my hair.

Also, I knew that shaving it for the second time meant I was once again waving the white flag on my quest for the perfect afro. I had been two years deep in the regrowth process and my hair had grown rapidly in that time. I was nearly bald, again.

Now, a few weeks out, I’ve started growing it out again. And I’m starting to love all the things my hair can do, even in its super short state.

As naturals, we know that black hair can be a fun, sensitive, and complicated issue.

Some of us spend hours in the mirror or at the salon/barbershop to get some of the coolest, gravity-defying, head-turning, stylish looks.

Others have had countless debates on natural vs. not-natural hair. Others have had tireless (and often fruitless) discussions with our non-black associates on why it is not okay for white celebrities, fashion designers, and beauty magazines to appropriate our styles.

Despite the vast information on the internet on why our hair is both personal and political, we seem to be in a constant battle with people and institutions that feel the need to insert their opinions, stating that our hair is not tame enough or professional enough for their liking. 

For this reason, we sometimes need a few reminders of just how cool our hair is.

Try out these four affirmations on the days when you’re not feeling great about your hair.

Read more at Everyday Feminism. 

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3 Types of Racists That Are More Dangerous Than What You Think a Racist Looks Like

24 Aug

Millions March NYC

My favorite comedian duo, Key and Peele, once joked that “‘Racist’ is the N-word for white people.”

While this phrase is highly problematic, as there is no white N-word equivalent, I can’t think of anything I could say that would piss off my white friends and associates more than to call them racists.

Call someone racist, and they’ll clutch their pearls and pull out a rolodex of friends of color who can vouch for their “wokeness.”

They’ll explain how they’re not voting for Trump, how they love diversity, and how they cannot stand to stay in the room when they go home for Thanksgiving and their old Great Uncle Jack gets to talking about the problems with “the coloreds.” They’ll admit they have older racist relatives, but they won’t dare have you thinking that they are anything like those relatives.

This reaction is pretty understandable. Other than proud white supremacists like Great Uncle Jack, who really wants to be called racist?

But many people are racist without even realizing that they are. This is because many of us have a skewed image of what a racist looks like.

Everyone tends to picture an older generation of folks who are card-carrying members of the KKK from the deep south who proudly wave confederate flag, still use the N-word, and keeps mammy figurines in the window sills of their homes.

We think of these folks as the small percentage of the population that is dying out. 

They may not enjoy wearing white hoods and publicly promoting white supremacy; however, there are several types of racists can be just as dangerous as, if not even more dangerous than, Great Uncle Jack.

Here are 3 types of racists that are even more dangerous than the typical image of a racist.

Do you fall into any of these categories? Read more at Everyday Feminism. 

Hey Fam. I originally published this article on Everyday Feminism. You can enjoy the rest of the article there.

Photo courtesy of The All-Nite Images via Flickr.

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