Black Girls in Paris Part Trois (3)

Black Girls in Paris Part Trois (3)

We stroll in a park nearing the end of our tour. Our feet caressing the softened grass, the sun’s rays massaging our skin, our eyes breathing in the typical park activity of children playing nearby, but our ears are locked into only one thing. The history of...
Black Girls in Paris (Part 1)

Black Girls in Paris (Part 1)

You are seated on a balcony overlooking a crisp light morning with a steaming cup of liquid in hand. As soon as your eyes meet the skyline, you beam. Your ears, tickled by the nearby train sounds and the sturdy feet of citizens pounding the pavement in their commute,...