A moment that changed me: a play taught me I was not undesirable " just a black woman in a white world
Growing up, I swallowed the message that beauty meant looking like Margot Robbie. Reading A Raisin in the Sun helped me to embrace my blackness I was not a particularly pretty or popular teenager. I was not a "hot girl". Yes, I went to the occasional party and kissed the occasional boy, but mostly I kept to my books and my self-righteousness. I would laugh that I was too busy with exams and library lunchtimes. I had …