Black women are accustomed to being referred to and treated as
females and workhorses, but not ladies. We are at once the clean-up
woman whose tenacity, independence and bull-headedness may render
us manless, or increasingly taking care of them in an inversion
of traditional gender roles, a la the latest head-nodding about-face
to the sistas by super-pop R&B crooners Ne-Yo and Jamie Foxx,
“She Got Her Own.”
According to the song, black women should do for self, expect little
to nothing in the way of material support or resources from the
men in their lives, and pay for it all - monetarily, without complaint
- each and every step of the way. This
certainly doesn’t sound like the behavior or standards of a lady,
but it’s one our womenfolk increasingly assume or to which they
find themselves circumstantially vulnerable.
If that wasn’t enough, an inventory of statements recollected from
conversations with I’ve had with black men of various backgrounds
- high school graduates and graduate degree candidates, upper class
and working class, avowedly Afrocentric and with no cultural declaration
- reveals the way black women are sometimes perceived by the very
ones we believe should most be aligned with us.
“Sistas are too strong and expect too much from a brotha.”
“White women are softer, prettier and more feminine.”
“Black women are belligerent, loud and puritanical in the bedroom.”
“A white woman is a lady in the daylight and a freak in the twilight.”
At many turns, we are called too harsh and berated as too honest
and demanding. We’re told we’re too tough, overly hippy and excessively
lippy. We are accused of running off at the mouth and never biting
our tongues. Folks believe we’ve never encountered a conversation
in which we didn’t score the last word.
For a moment, can these perceptions take a backseat, while a black
woman catches her breath, takes a rest, puts her feet up and is
treated and perceived as a lady, once and for all?
With Michelle Obama becoming head mistress of 1600
Pennsylvania Avenue on January 20, 2009, with Barack Obama being
inaugurated as the 44th President of the United States, black women may soon get that chance.
Mrs. Obama, brown skin, wide hips, nappy edges and all, upsets the
historic order. Accomplished in her own right yet proudly dedicated
to focus on matters of home and hearth, she sways the paradigm.
She is a construction in subversion by default. And her face and
form being connoted with the highest station of ladyhood in these
- as the First Lady - stands forever to alter how black women are
perceived interracially and intra-racially.
black women will be revered more broadly, more dynamically and more
accurately, as more than Aunt Jemima, Moms Mabley and Celie Johnson.
We will be more than Shug Avery, Karrine Stephens and Buffie the
Body. We can rise from the knees on which we have kneeled for so
long, standing straight, shoulders back, chin up and eyes knowing.
Black women may reclaim a title that has for lifetimes been bequeathed
unto women of other races as their exclusive inheritance, a gift
from which the daughters of the dust were removed as rightful beneficiaries.
Maybe we will then been seen as equal parts strong and soft. Perhaps
we will be admitted for our socially acceptable sophistication and
sultriness. Maybe we will be preserved in portraiture for perpetuity
and have our features painted into porcelain dolls for posterity.
There’s a reason I refer to my daughters as “my little ladies.”
It’s not about doilies, fine china or playing dress up. It’s not
about coquettishness or fragility. It’s about her birthright, her entitlement,
to be affirmed in her beauty, acknowledged for her strengths and
ever positioned on a pedestal of our own making and of her own proven
BlackCommentator.com Columnist, K. Danielle Edwards, a Nashville-based writer, poet and communications
professional, seeks to make the world a better place, one decision
and one action at a time. To her, parenting is a protest against
the odds, and marriage is a living mantra for forward movement.
Her work has appeared in Blue
Jean Magazine, Mother Verse Literary Journal, Mamazine.com, Mamaphonic.com,
Parenting Express, The Black World Today, Africana.com, The Black World Today, The Tennessean
and other publications. Work from Edwards is forthcoming
in Black Magnolias Literary Journal. She
is the author of Stacey Jones: Memoirs of Girl & Woman, Body &
Spirit, Life & Death (2005) and is the founder and creative director of
The Pen: An Exercise in
the Cathartic Potential of the Creative Act, a nonprofit creative
writing project designed for incarcerated and disadvantaged populations.
to contact Ms. Edwards.