Everyone knows how much I love Beyoncé. *Kanye shrugs* I mean, do I even have to explain it anymore? Do I need to pull my Beyoncé stan membership card out? Have I not made it clear that she is part of the tribe of women who I respect for constantly reminding me that #BlackGirlMagic is a real thing? So yes…I was numb. It was hard for me to breathe when the visual album began. For once in my 23 years of life, I was silent. And it was beautiful.
"I'm prayin' you catch me listening.
I'm prayin' to catch you whispering."
*begins to cry* So many emotions. Just…all of the feels were shared last night. I don’t know if I want to kiss my boyfriend, key his car, flip a table, or twirl as I take over the world. But those are valid emotions that I felt. And I hate that everyone is making this album seem so simple. This isn’t just about a relationship with some man. #menarebasic You heard her loud and clear: her and her baby were going to be fine, no matter what. It was about constantly being challenged, forgotten, put down, criticized, and disrespected by life- and STILL being able to make the best of it. And still being able to win. And still being able to make lemonade.
Y’all…Serena Williams was twerking. *pageant girl twerks* IT IS LIT! I don’t know another way to explain this BUT: I felt the need to cry and dance at the same damn time. Yep….those are my raw feelings. #friendshipgoals
Serena Williams. Winnie Harlow. Amandla Stenberg. Zendaya. Quvenzhané Wallis. Chloe and Halle Bailey. Lisa-Kainde and Naomi Diaz. Michaela DePrince. Gwen Carr. Lesley McSpadden. Sybrina Fulton. Leah Chase. And the list goes on and on. So much talent. So much stregnth. So much #blackgirlmagic.
“Why can’t you see me? Everyone else can.” *faints* Now, I’ve promised not to dissect every lyric in this album, but this spoke to my soul. Before I accepted my own greatness-I would scream it to others. Meaning, when I realized those I cared about didn’t see my worth-I would fight for their attention even more. For some reason, some people can’t appreciate your light until it’s gone. So in my opinion, it’s time we left them in the shade. #shinebrightbabes
I woke up this morning refreshed, and ready to take over the world. Lemonade made my feelings seem valid. It was like someone finally spoke on so many issues I was having. I didn’t feel alone in this battle. The mother's of our brothers lost to police brutality were shown in a light that I've never seen before. Your sons matter. You matter. Black Lives Matter. Lemonade was about being heard, understood, and finally healing.
Now I have to win. I’m not in the mood to complain, I’m in the mood to fight. I’m in the mood to take every challenge that I’ve faced, and make lemonade. Life is not easy, it isn’t meant to be. And Lemonade was Beyonce’s way of saying I hear you. The challenges we face daily are real. And we don’t get support. We don’t get acknowledgment. We don’t get nurtured. "The most disrespected person in America is the black woman. The most unprotected person in America is the black woman.” –Malcolm X. However, we can-and will win in the end. So, it’s time to get in formation, and win.