Well...
I love and except how God made me because I know that I was made in the image of Him, but I when I look in the mirror I always look deeper. Pass my skin color, and see me, my soul and spirit and try not to let society define who I am because I know who I am through Him who created me.
What is Black anyway? When I look at a BLACK crayon I do not see my reflection so I do not consider myself "black". As a people how do we define ourselves as a whole, a race, a culture? Didn't the white man label us this word and more? All I know is that my ancestors skin was kissed be the sun and genetically it was passed down to me, lol!
And what beautiful skin it is and it comes in variety of different shades.