Literally 2 days ago I did a post about Black Love. NOT that no other love matters BUT in recent times it has been difficult to find examples in real life and media of BLACK LOVE. There is The Notebook but Black peoples equivalent of that is The Color Purple. That love wasnt even between spouses it was between sisters in The Color Purple. Then it happened.... #foreverduncan I watched the footage. I did not cry. It is not MY display of love. I almost was cynical then I remembered as a journalist what was FACT. FACT...he proposed at noon. FACT he married her at 6pm. FACT they were abstinent. FACT he planned the entire wedding. FACT it was a surprise for her. FACT she wore black. FACT he arranged everything from makeup to transportation. FACT they are not rich. FACT she is a fitness trainer and he does music voiceovers for a television show. He is also a musician. I want to talk about this mythical thing we call Black love. Perhaps the reason we rejected this notion and imagery is because we have never seen it before.
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