Beauty Exclusive: Sherri Shepherd
Beauty Exclusive: BET Beauty Lounge with Sherri Shepherd - The Beauty of Black Women
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Sherri's Beauty - We’ve seen various headlines tackle the “Black Woman’s Dating Dilemma” throughout the last year. Countless writers and special news programs have tried to shed light on this newly critical issue. Regardless of which side you’re on, we can all agree that we’ve somewhat stepped away from positive portrayals and images of Black women. To reclaim a piece of this conversation, we’ve enlisted “The View’s” Sherri Shepherd to help us highlight the beauty of today’s Black woman.
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She's a Brick House - I so love a woman’s body. As Black women, I think that we don’t have as much of a problem as other races, concerning being skinny. We really do appreciate our curves and our thickness. I love – I guess because I don’t have one – a Black woman’s booty. I’m so proud of my little booty. I have a little bubble!
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Round & Brown - It’s the way a woman walks with all of that butt on her back. It’s a confidence. My cousin walks like, ‘I know you want some of this, but you can’t have it.’ That swoop on a Black woman’s body is so beautiful. You know how the butt is so big, the back dips in? I love when you own it. I remember when I was in the limo going to the NAACP Awards and we passed four girls with the biggest behinds I had ever seen in my life. It made me roll down my window!
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Loyal Ladies - First of all, we are ride or die. That’s what Black women are. We are seriously loyal. Other races will look at you like ‘ride or what’? That’s what you get with a Black woman. Men think, ‘If something happens to me, I know who has my back.’ I love, love, love my Black men. I love a Black man’s swagger.
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Dishing it Out - With the exception of me, because I can’t cook, all of the women in my family can. Those are the memories that I remember. Sunday after church, we would come over to my grandmother’s house and all of my aunties would make a dish. Collard greens, macaroni and cheese, peach cobbler… Those are the times that I remember so fondly because it was a way of nurturing your family. Women were not afraid to get in that kitchen and cook a meal that melted in your mouth.
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