Diana, Meghan and Listening to the Voices of Women on International Women’s Day
Also, my thoughts on the interplay between racism, jealousy, racism, class, racism and misogynoir in the retelling of her story to Oprah.
“I will not stay, not ever again — in a room or conversation or relationship or institution that requires me to abandon myself.” — Glennon Doyle, Untamed
Once upon I time, I wanted to marry into the British royal family. I had always been into reading about royalty, but the truth was I was actually more enamoured by Diana, Princess of Wales and all of her pretty dresses and charity work. I calculated the age difference between myself and William and myself and Harry (only seven and four years respectively) and set my thoughts on figuring out how I could finagle a chance meeting between myself and the third or fourth in line to the British throne. I was twelve, and everything is possible when one is twelve. I gave nary a thought about my race or class, or the fact that we lived in two different countries and two completely different worlds.
In retrospect, it was highly naive — not to mention unlikely — that I, a Black middle-class…
