I have to give credit where credit is due… Garrett sent me a link to Huxter a few months ago and introduced me to the company. I sent them an email because I loved what I was seeing and couldn’t wait to see more. They’re everything a good company can be: made in America, dedicated to creating functional and adorable products, and the owners are super friendly.
They sent Garrett and me shirts to wear to the beach for Memorial Day and I have to say, they’re the perfect beach shirt. Garrett and I both burn easily so it’s nice to throw on a top that keeps the sun off, but still feels beachy! It’s gauzy, but also substantial with two layers.
I haven't known what to post, or what to say. I do have a lot to say, but I worry I'm going to say something wrong or misspeak or miss the mark and the easy thing would be to just, not say anything. Wait it out or turn my eye– but that's a luxury that I have because I'm white. I want to be an ally AND an advocate for people of color and that starts by using my voice both privately and publicly.
I know I'm not racist, but I don't think I have been as actively ANTI-RACIST as I POSSIBLY can be. I have been on phone calls with brands asking why not a single person of color has been included in the campaign. I have asked agencies for invite lists and declined invitations when not a single person of color has been invited. But I have also sat silent when friends, colleagues, family members, and strangers say or post something racist. Because uncomfortable conversations are hard. I own that I haven't been the best advocate, but I am committing to changing that and I hope my fellow white followers will too.
I shared an amazing list of resources for white people on my blog yesterday (5/29's On My Radar post). I don't believe it's the responsibility of black people to educate white people (the onus is on us), but I would like to thank @therealkamie and @badassboz for sharing so much truth over the past few days. Both are great follows– I have learned a lot from them. They have brought up points and conversations that I have had the privilege of not fully understanding and the luxury of not knowing based on my life experiences as a white woman.