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It was just two months ago that we reported about a campaign on a mission to celebrate the beauty of black women of every size, shape and skin tone — the “Colored Girl” campaign (TCG).
“I wanted to highlight and celebrate our unique beauty: our eyes, our lips, our cheekbones. I wanted women from different social and cultural background,” said TCG founder Tori Elizabeth in an interview with Essence a few months ago. “I wanted women with angular eyes, women with freckles and fair skin, and women with really rich, ebony skin. It’s so important to be proud of who we are and showcase the beauty of blackness.”
#rp @stylebytori … We stand before you in nothing but our hair. The hair that we were once taught to hate. We wear our hair as CROWNS… && intricately intertwined as garments to protect our thrones!! 👑✨👑 How can you not love the part of you that grows towards the universe!? ✨❤️💫 Photographer: @islandboiphotography Hair stylist & Hairkini designer: @jayhairbigga Models: @stylebytori @jayhairbigga @srvj MUA: @25thandjane
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In their latest TCG campaign, in-house photographer Joey Rosado serves up yet another beautifully striking photo series featuring gorgeous ladies of all different flavors with their own unique look. The focus of the campaign this time around? Hair.
“We stand before you in nothing but our hair. The hair that we were once taught to hate. We wear our hair as CROWNS… && intricately intertwined as garments to protect our thrones!! How can you not love the part of you that grows towards the universe!?” one of the photos is captioned of a trio of ladies rocking varying lengths of kinky, curly, coily tresses.
“OUR skin absorbs the sun’s rays and OUR hair defies gravity. You can’t tell US WE’RE not magical.” It shocks US that the beauty industry has still not fully embraced US. Daily as black women we’re faced with subpar choices/treatment due to the ignorance of others. To bring us to the table isn’t enough…when we’re fed left overs. If you are going to call yourself an expert in any field, you should be well informed and readily equipped to deal with the full spectrum of ALL women. We want to be INCLUDED, ACCEPTED & CELEBRATED…not just RELEGATED to the “ethnic” section!! 👑✨👑 ✨ Photographer: @islandboiphotography Hair Stylist (both crown & body): @jayhairbigga Models: @stylebytori @jayhairbigga @srvj #TCG MUA @25thandjane
We see you, TCG.
Earlier this week, I saw the sign that a group of Black women painted a message to Black men.
Dear Black Men,* [Cisgender and Straight]
-While you’re busy Not fighting for us, Remember that You’re killing us too!
The hung this portion of it from an overpass on a highway. But there was more.
For Korryn Gaines.
For Skye Mockabee.
For Joyce Quaweay.
For Dee Whigham.
For all Black women and femmes.”
We hung this over the highway today to remind Black cisgender-straight men of the truth. You don’t shut shit down for us when we’re murdered by the police, by this system, or by our community. While you spend all this time justifying our deaths, don’t forget that you’re on the list of things we fear the most. The biggest threat to black women and femmes safety is not just white and non-Black people, it’s you.
We are the revolution. And you can’t silence us anymore.
This is just the beginning. This will no longer be a conversation we “keep in the house” because you can’t be trusted to hear us, protect us, humanize us, or love us. We’re dedicated to airing out all of our intra-community violence laundry until shit changes. Fuck white people hearing our problems, this isn’t about their voyeurism! This about our lives and our safety!
We ain’t fighting for y’all no more until you stop killing us and until you start centering the violence, trauma, and pain we suffer by antiblack misogynistic violence. This is a new Black future.
Shackelford wrote this letter after she noticed the lack of response from Black men during the recent killing of mother Korryn Gaines. As you know, Gaines was killed in her home during a standoff with police. Her son was somewhere in the home with her when the shooting took place and was wounded. Many dismissed Gaines as crazy or deserving of her death, even though it was a few ticket violations that led the police to her house in the first place.
Perhaps, Shackelford wasn’t just speaking about Black men as a group, perhaps she was even addressing the Black man who was in Gaines’ home when the police initially showed up. He fled the scene with her youngest child.
We don’t have to discuss the truth behind Shackelford’s words. I’ve seen and heard of countless marches dedicated to the Black men who have been killed at the hands of police. They’re widely publicized, the talking heads come out. The hashtag pops. And Black men defend the victim publicly and privately. But Korryn didn’t get that same treatment. Rekia didn’t get that same treatment. And even marches for Sandra Bland, perhaps the most well-known and well publicized death of a Black woman at the hands of police, had poor turnout.
Furthermore, when Black women try to present an issue that directly affects us in our daily lives, often at the hands of Black men, i.e. domestic violence, rape and sexual assault, we are demonized and dismissed. Much the same way the media and racists dismiss the victims of police brutality.
Like I said, I saw this story yesterday and I nodded my head. “Yup, true.” But I didn’t think to write about it until I saw it posted on a male Facebook friend’s wall.
Along with the picture, he included this caption:
“I agree with the message but the timing is bad. It wasn’t black boys matter it’s black lives matter. This is going to cause a divide during a time we need to be united. Deja Vu all over again.”
His caption immediately brought to mind Martin Luther King Jr.’s response in the Letter from Birmingham Jail, April 16, 1963. If you’ll remember it was Dr. King’s peers, members of the clergy like himself who called his efforts and marches, his movement and purpose “unwise and untimely.” You’ll remember that he said the word “wait” almost always meant “never.”
And the same is true for Black women.
The relationship between America and Black folk and the relationship between Black men and Black women are strikingly similar. In the same way that Black folks birthed the American economy and built the nation, Black women have birthed and built up Black men. And the same ways in which Black folk have been seen as less than in the eyes of America; we, Black women, are seen as second class and inferior by our own people. In the same ways that Black people are questioned and even accused of being racist for expressing pride in our identity and calling for equal rights, is the same way Black women are accused of being anti-men and even anti-community for identifying themselves as feminists.
It’s preposterous to think that a group of people could be responsible for your success as a nation only to turn around and legally classify them as 3/5 human. And it’s absurd to think that the same women who have been fighting on the frontlines for Black men, from Ida B. Wells to Fannie Lou Hamer to Alicia Garza, Opal Tometi and Patrisse Cullors, would be dismissed and told to wait for a resolution to the issues that matter to us.
How dare the people who are responsible for America’s economy, infrastructure and innovation be told to wait? How dare the very demographic who formed the movement that is fighting for Black men, be told to wait by those same Black men? It’s a slap in the face to both the public and private sacrifices Black women have made and continue to make for Black men.
And the same is true for the LGBT community. The women who founded Black Lives Matter are queer. DeRay McKesson, one of the most visible faces of the movement is openly gay. And while he has literally sacrificed his time, money and even freedom for the cause of Black Lives, straight, Black men who haven’t even done an eighth as much can’t appreciate his efforts because he’s gay. And as much as some people like to act like being gay is some type of new fad, Bayard Rustin, James Baldwin and Langston Hughes, most likely, were all gay and some of the strongest advocates for our people.
It’s unbelievable. And Black women are tired of it. In the same ways people have asked America where it would be without Black folk, Black men need to ask themselves where they would be without Black women and the LGBTQ community.
Veronica Wells is the culture editor for MadameNoire.com. She is also the author of the recently released book “Bettah Days.”
On Gabby Douglas And Why Black Women Can’t Catch A Break — Even When We’re Competing For Our Country
It takes nothing to get on people’s bad side these days. This is especially true when you’re a gifted and successful Black man or woman.
I was reminded of this after hearing about the alleged uproar Olympic gymnast Gabby Douglas caused yesterday. The Olympian didn’t put her hand on her heart during the playing of the National Anthem as the Fab Five took part in their medal ceremony. While her teammates stood with their hands on their hearts, Douglas just stood at attention. And if the missing hand wasn’t enough, people on Twitter felt like the girl could have at least sung the song as it played to show some patriotism.
Of course, Douglas was in the dark about the controversy, seeing as she had just won another gold medal alongside her friends and teammates. But after being alerted to the faux outrage, she apologized for causing any offense.
— Gabrielle Douglas (@gabrielledoug) August 10, 2016
But as some people pointed out, Douglas is not the first person to opt out of putting their hand on their heart while their colleagues choose to do so during the playing of the national anthem at the Olympics.
— Fairy Jane Paul (@writelikeryan) August 10, 2016
And as Cindy Boren of the Washington Post put it, again, this was the national anthem, not the Pledge of Allegiance:
The national anthem is not the Pledge of Allegiance, but the U.S. Code for conduct during the playing of it stipulates that “all present except those in uniform stand at attention facing the flat [sic] with the right hand over the heart.” However, anyone who has been to, say, a Major League Baseball game, will tell you that that isn’t always followed.
Do those men get the same criticism? I didn’t think so. So, as always, much ado about nothing.
But this whole situation left quite the bad taste in my mouth. For one, I feel like despite the fact that these talented people have worked their asses off to go for gold, an incredibly difficult feat, too many people like to come up with a whole host of distractions to take the attention away from their success. Whether it’s the alleged drug habits of parents, focusing on husbands/coaches as the root of a female Olympian’s success and just looking for the rose that grew out of concrete story in order to relate and celebrate, some individuals love to focus on the wrong things.
But I’m most bothered by the fact that folks have been telling Douglas how she needs to look and act ever since she stepped into the spotlight. When she was 16, at her first Olympics, people were telling her that her hair was a mess, focused more so on beauty standards than her incomparable talent. They went in on her dance moves. And even as an adult, people have criticized her face for not appearing happy enough to have obtained a coveted position on the U.S. gymnastics team. They say she should smile more like her teammates, ecstatic to have received a “second chance” from coach Martha Karolyi. She was questioned about her disappointment at missing out on the chance to compete in the individual all-around competition to defend her title; asked how she felt about her friends Aly Raisman and Simone Biles getting to do so, expected to crack on camera. She’s been compared to Biles and treated like the Black Joan Crawford to Biles’s Bette Davis.
I even saw criticisms of her decision to do reality TV before the Olympics with her Oxygen show Douglas Family Gold. There have also been random claims that she’s only still doing gymnastics to support her family, who have been characterized as money-hungry people by complete strangers. And now this bull about not putting her hand on her heart. This, despite the fact that she’s standing there wearing the colors of the U.S.A. flag, smiling as probably a bevy of thoughts run through her head. And considering that a vast majority of us will never get to stand on a podium and be celebrated with a gold medal at the Olympics, such criticism should stop. We can’t say what should have run through her head during that moment or what she should have done with her hand during the ceremony because we likely wouldn’t have lived up to our own expectations.
And yet, the girl can’t catch a break. Regardless of all the bullsh-t, Douglas is asked to apologize, to keep smiling, to grin and bear the criticism. It’s the same thing we, as Black women, are often told to do. Keep up a smile through the stress in school, at work, in the home, and even just walking down the street in order to succeed and not be harmed. It’s always been tired, but it’s especially irksome to watch a person who should be applauded for their feats have to go through this when they should only be focusing on sticking their landings.
To think, this is the thanks a young woman gets for setting aside years of her life to train to compete for our country. So much for patriotism.
I recently came across a quote that read “Everybody wants an ambitious woman until they realize they have to step their own s–t up.” I believe I liked it, screenshot it, and shared it on all my social media platforms because I could relate to it so much. I’ve often been told that I am a “too much” woman. I used to feel so offended by such a label. I couldn’t understand how I was being too much by simply demanding exactly what I want out of life or by expecting better for the person interested in me, but then I came across an article by sexuality doula Ev’yan Whitney titled “I Am a Too Much Woman”:
There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.
There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.
There she is causing a ruckus with her persistent wanting, too much wanting. She desires a lot, wants everything—too much happiness, too much alone time, too much pleasure. She’ll go through brimstone, murky river, and hellfire to get it. She’ll risk all to quell the longings of her heart and body. This makes her dangerous…Forget everything you’ve heard—your too much-ness is a gift; oh yes, one that can heal, incite, liberate, and cut straight to the heart of things.
Do not be afraid of this gift, and let no one shy you away from it. Your too much-ness is magic, is medicine. It can change the world.
As I read, I let those words resonate with me and I thought about how even as an outgoing yet also introverted woman, being a so-called too much woman has affected my life, specifically, my love life. I wondered why men always seemed to be attracted to the successes that appeared in my life, but were immediately intimidated or fearful of committing to the woman attached to them. It was almost as if I looked good on paper, but was too much to actually be with in real life because it required them to do something that they weren’t ready for: grow. So I’d beat myself up for being a too much woman; for loving too hard and for pushing too hard for them to be better, certainly not for my sake, but for their own. I even simmered down a bit to be more accommodating, but that often left me feeling like I was settling. In retrospect, I realized that all of the times I believed that being too much was frowned upon was because it was usually being spewed from the mouth of a man who had nothing going for himself. So today, at this very moment, I’ve made peace with my too muchness. I wear it on my sleeve as a disclaimer to those interested: “If you can’t step up, it’s better to step off.” I’ve embraced being too much because I’ve learned that when you expect little and demand little, you get much less than you deserve.
You end up dating and convincing yourself that you’re okay with the fact that he doesn’t know what he wants yet. Okay with the fact that he hasn’t even given you a blueprint for his intentions because you believe that eventually he’ll flow into things. Okay with the fact that the separated man has baggage from his unresolved marriage because he seems to have everything else together. Okay with not getting the quality time you desire because “you need a new hobby anyway.” You’ll even convince yourself that it shows dedication and loyalty to be paying his bills because you know one day he’s going to pay you back or hold you down when you’re in trouble – despite the fact that he hasn’t even committed to you yet.
Relationships and love aside, you’ll display those same types of behaviors in all other aspects of your life. But Whitney charges us to embrace those magical moments in our lives where we finally decide to be brave enough to go for ours. She says, “Us Too Much Women have been facing extermination for centuries—we are so afraid of her, terrified of her big presence, of the way she commands respect and wields the truth of her feelings. We’ve been trying to stifle the Too Much Woman for ions—in our sisters, in our wives, in our daughters. And even now, even today, we shame the Too Much Woman for her bigness, for her wanting, for her passionate nature.
And still. . . she thrives.”
So thrive on my sisters with your too much selves.
Women are multifaceted gems and we wear several hats, each one becoming more and more decorated as we get older. We are mothers, daughters, sisters, aunts, wives, career women, and most importantly, the nurturers and providers for the next generation we usher in. However, as we get older, we go through several transitions that can sometimes be very uncomfortable and difficult to manage. We are faced with many cultural and political dilemmas that we are often unprepared to deal with. Having someone there to walk with us and guide us through these changes can make all the difference.
It’s not a secret that Black girls face quite a few disparities due to race and gender. Overall, Black girls have become overpoliced and underprotected and most certainly forgotten in several different movements and intervention plans. Although we excel at greater rates than any other subgroup, we still have a hard time carving out our own careers paths, which is why it is important for Black women to take on mentorship roles for the Black girls coming up behind us.
A mentoring relationship between Black women and Black girls encourages them to break through stereotypes and helps to create a pathway for them to be leaders in the future. Mentoring allows young women the chance to spend time with a caring and supportive woman invested in their success. There is even more of a need for this in urban communities. The statistics for teenage pregnancy (despite declining), high school dropout rates, and early sexual activity is high. Providing these young women with the support and education they need to prevent these hurdles from halting their goals gives them a better chance at reaching and finishing college as well as venturing into a career. As it’s not just our Black boys who fall victim to the school-to-prison pipeline, but our Black girls as well, mentoring is a great way to intervene to combat such roadblocks.
Young women, especially those in our urban communities, need positive female role models. Women who have overcome obstacles to become successful in their own lives and can share their testimony and support. It is imperative for these girls to have examples of women who have gained strength by coming together to network, and for them to learn the importance of giving back to their neighborhoods (even if they don’t feel that they’ve obtained much from them).
According to The Office of Juvenile Justice Programs, showed that 87 percent of young women who attended mentoring programs went to college within two years of high school graduation; 52 percent were less likely to become pregnant during their teenage years; and 46 percent were less likely to use illegal drugs and alcohol.
With the lack of positive representation of Black women on television, it is important for positive role models, in real life, to step up and teach our young girls. Women are tasked with the responsibility of ushering in new generations and nurturing, shaping and molding the minds of children. But if the women are not being nurtured, shaped and molded into responsible, compassionate and successful adults while in their younger years when there are plenty people who stand by and watch them struggle, who do we then blame for a wayward, lost and crime-filled generation to come? This is why we can’t forget our young women. Mentorship matters.
“I Love You For What You’ve Done For Black Women” Leslie Jones Expresses Her Love For Whoopi Goldberg
We speak all the time about the importance of representation. The importance of people, particularly children and people of color, seeing others like them in the arts, in political office, in the STEM field, in media…in anything really. The confidence that you can be or become something when there’s someone who looks like you already doing it, has a powerful affect on the psyche.
We see examples of it everyday. But on a recent episode of “The View,” there was a pretty high profile one when Leslie Jones thanked Whoopi Goldberg for her influence.
Jones was absolutely giddy as she talked about the impact Whoopi had on her life.
“I’m going to do this without trying to get emotional. When I was young, my dad always listen to comedy albums and I always knew about comedy. I always loved comedy. The day that I saw Whoopi Goldberg on television I cried so hard because I kept looking at my daddy ‘Oh my God, there’s somebody on tv that looks like me. She looks like me. I can be on tv. I can be on tv. I can do it. Look at her, look at her. She looks just like me.’ My dad recored it for me and I literally watched it everyday after school.”
Then she briefly shared a story of her using one of Whoopi’s schticks in her communication class in college. Then she got more serious.
“I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart because now I know what I’m doing that when I put on that Ghostbusters suit, and little girls see me on tv now, now they’re going to go ‘I can do it.’ And you gave that… you gave that to me. And I love you. I love you from my heart and my soul and I love you for what you’ve done for Black women. I love you for what you’ve done for Black comediennes and I love you.”
I’ve seen this video about four or five times now and I still shed tears when I watch it. Mostly because I know the power of seeing Black women do what you want to do. I know the power of watching someone do something and knowing, on a spiritual, almost supernatural level, that that’s what you want to do as well. And I can understand why she had to thank Whoopi so sincerely. While we may feel we’re living our lives, chasing our dreams and achieving our goals for ourselves, none of us exist in a vacuum. Having the courage and the strength to pursue our goals gives others the power, inspiration and, in some cases, the permission to do the same.
“Where Are Your Kim K’s Now?” Crissle Comes For Straight, Black Men Who Don’t Want Intersectionality In The Movement
At this time, going through what our country is going through, there is no room and no time for division. And I’m not just talking about outside of the community, I’m talking about within the Black community. Crissle, the host of the popular podcast “The Read” made that point yesterday when someone tried to come for Black Lives Matter activist DeRay Mckesson.
The tweet has been deleted, but essentially, this person said that they were not going to follow DeRay because he is gay.
Now, I don’t have to tell y’all how DeRay has been one of the front men of the movement. He has sacrificed his time, talent, and most recently, his freedom for the cause of our people. But because someone assumed he was gay, he was not worth following. For some reason, we have yet to realize that as a marginalized, oppressed people it is dangerous to turn our attention to attacking other marginalized and oppressed people, like women, like the LGBT community etc. It’s not fair. It’s not right. And it’s not productive.
Crissle was here for none of it. And after that tweet, she, rightly, went off.
See what she had to say in the series of tweets below.
There’s really not much else to say. This is nothing but facts. The idea that straight, Black men, in the little bit of privilege and power they yield in this misogynistic society, want to turn around and dismiss, degrade or ignore the issues of people within their own community is deplorable, yet prevalent. And if we’re ever going to get free in this country, not only do we need call out the perpetrators of this system, we need to be willing to fight for those unlike ourselves.
“So what are you doing now?”
It’s the question I hear quite often these days from inquisitive folks wanting to know about my latest accomplishments. “I always have something going on,” they’d say after I coyly mentioned my latest endeavors and successes. I’ve always been an achievement-oriented type of person, like many other people; but until recently I saw nothing wrong with it. In fact, I thought it was an admirable trait. I was a busy girl. I hustled, always striving for success. That is until I realized that I was allowing my accomplishments and what other people deemed as successful to define who I was. My longing to say “Mama I made it!” was making me a nervous wreck. My happiness was tied to what I did and not who I was. It didn’t take an Iyanla: Fix My Life intervention for me to make this revelation. And after talking to other women, I made another not-so-shocking discovery: I wasn’t alone.
Black women are progressing in leaps and bounds when it comes to education and career. According to the National Center for Education Statistics, Black women are the most educated group in the United States. Black women enroll in college more than any other race, and to make that good news even better, most of us graduate, too. Often times, we get even more ambitious and pursue master’s degrees and Ph.D.’s.
Here’s another fact to toot our own horns: Black women are also the fastest growing group of entrepreneurs. According to a 2015 State of Women-Owned Business Report, businesses owned by black women have grown by a whopping 322 percent since 1997. Now that’s the epitome of progression.
So why am I running down these number in comparison to my self-worth issues? Not because our achievements don’t deserve recognition and accolades. But rather, because it’s an issue when we depend on the praises of others to increase our self-worth. I realized how I became so consumed with becoming one of these positive statistics. My ego needed a success story to fulfill me. While some people unfortunately tie their self-esteem to their physical appearance, for years, mine had been based on what I’d done and how far up the status ladder I was climbing. It was exhausting, not to mention damn near depressing.
After coming to a career crossroad, having to decide on a glamorous but personally unfulfilling career versus one that was less glamorous but more enriching, I decided to focus on my own definition of success. My happiness was now at the forefront, and my accomplish-driven ego had to take a back seat.
To be clear, setting goals and crushing them is still my motto, but it isn’t at the expense of my happiness. I’m not chasing dreams so that I can update social media accounts to appear successful (let’s not pretend that this isn’t a prevalent activity even among grown-ups). Instead, I’m chasing them to fulfill a purpose. My purpose. No longer do I feel compelled to live up to what others expect me to do or to achieve. My goals are rooted in my purpose and my definition of success. That definition can be explained best in the words of Dr. Maya Angelou who said that success is liking myself, what I do, and how I do it. That has now become my greatest accomplishment.
The beauty of blackness is both powerful and infinite. However, throughout history, blackness has been devalued, especially when it comes to women. Whether it be our full noses, kinky, coily texture of our hair, curvaceous build of our bodies, or the melanin that enriches our complexions, we’re always made known just how different we are. And with societal pressures to denounce everything that makes of beautiful and unique, there’s come psychological effects like the divide between light and dark-skinned women.
Slowly but surely, we’ve seen various efforts to do away with conventional beauty standards, reminding us that everyone no matter their skin color is beautiful. The “Colored Girl” campaign (TCG), is one that we’ve recently had or eyes on. With an aim of celebrating black women of every size, shape, and skin tone, the campaign just launched with a beautifully striking photo series shot by Joey Rosado featuring 10 gorgeous ladies, each with their own unique look.
“I started the ‘The Colored Girl’ Project because I wanted to show the different aspects of beauty as it pertains to Black women,” said TCG founder Tori Elizabeth in an interview with Essence. “I wanted to highlight and celebrate our unique beauty: our eyes, our lips, our cheekbones. I wanted women from different social and cultural backgrounds. I wanted women with angular eyes, women with freckles and fair skin, and women with really rich, ebony skin. It’s so important to be proud of who we are and showcase the beauty of blackness.”
We’re excited to see what other great initiatives come to life from the birth of TCG.
There are a few celebrities that come to mind when we think of agelessness, mostly in hopes of one day finding out what water or secret elixir they can credit their flawlessness too.
Well, actress Angela Bassett is about to help us all out with a major key. Skincare! As we all know, the 57-year-old, who currently stars on The American Horror Story, is known not just for her superb acting chops but her radiant, youthful glow.
Bassett has tapped her longtime doctor and aesthetic specialist Dr. Barbara Sturm to launch a skincare line for women of color. Called “Darker Skin Tones by Dr. Barbara Sturm,” the line focuses on issues that black women commonly face, ranging from inflammation, unevenness, pore size and hyperpigmentation. Ladies can look forward to five various products from the line. There’s a foam cleanser, an enzyme cleanser, face cream and accompanying creme, and a hyaluronic serum, all of which feature purslane, which is said to be the key ingredient that will make a world of difference in black women’s skin.
Bassett can vouch for such a claim as she’s used it over the years with Sturm own original skincare line. It “works against natural programmed cell death,” Sturm told WWD. “Not only do we [address] anti-inflammation and the evening out of skin tone but also a big thing for anti-aging.”
With the official release of Darker Skin Tones by Dr. Barbara Sturm set for an exclusive launch in July at Harrods (online and in-store), Bassett is hopeful that the line will aid people in learning “what is good for [their skin] and ingredients that are helpful — not invasive or irritating,” she told WWD.
No word on if there will be a separate American launch, but thankfully Harrods offers international shipping.