Quote by Sister Souljah

I was beautiful; after all, my skin was as rich and dark as wet, brown mud, a complexion that any and every pale white girl would pray for - that is, if she believed in God. My butt sat high in the air and my hips obviously gave birth to Creation. Titties like mangoes, firm, sweet, and ready. My thighs and legs were big and powerful, kicking Vanna White and Cindy Crawford to the curb.

I was beautiful; after all, my skin was as rich and dark as

Summary

This quote describes the narrator's perception of her own beauty. She emphasizes her dark complexion, suggesting that society often values pale skin. She also emphasizes her curvaceous body, embracing her natural characteristics without conforming to conventional beauty standards. The quote challenges the notion that beauty is limited to a particular image and celebrates the narrator's unique features, empowering self-acceptance and individuality.

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Beauty Confidence Self Worth Femininity

By Sister Souljah

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