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Mahogany Lady!

It is a pretty well known fact that I love reality shows.   It is also a pretty well known fact that nothing makes me more mad than to see a bunch of seemingly reasonable black women on television cutting up and acting as though they have no home training.  That being said, one of my cousins turned me on to a new reality show.  The show is called, Blood, Sweat and Heels. It follows around a group of black women in New York City and they all appear to be business women.  After watching the first episode there hasn't been any fighting per se so I will continue to watch.

First thing I wondered while watching this show is, who are these women?  With the exception of Melyssa Ford and Demetria L. Brown I had no idea who these women were.  That is not to take away any of their accomplishments because that is never a goal of mine and that brings me to my next issue.  Will these women be a positive force in each other's lives or will they do what the media and the public wants and tear each other down?  This question was partially answered during the first episode.

One of the ladies, Daisy, put together a round table of sorts with all of the other women but also with a whole group of others.  So this answers the question that they are supporting each other, well at least to a certain point.  They all showed up looking fabulous and they all participated in the conversation.  Being that I do not live in New York I am not sure if this was the first one of these or if it was a regular thing but if these women know each other then they know that Demetria has a blog where she talks about things that are inspired from the goings-on in her life.

I immediately liked Demetria, she seems to be the most down to earth.  I always read her column in Essence Magazine and thought that it was smart and gave good advice and information.  The thing to remember when you are around a writer is that life is inspiration.  I can watch anything and have a topic of discussion.  I don't believe that what she did was a horrible thing.  Demetria could have really threw those women under the bus but she didn't mention any names and she didn't really talk badly about any of them she just gave her opinion of women who think certain ways on certain topics.  Even what she said about Daisy wasn't bad it was just the way she felt.  I do feel that the women taking issue with her blog post is just a way to stir up the disorder.

This brings me to my next thought.  I sincerely hope that these black women find a way to be more inspirational towards each other than to talk down about each other or hate on the other ones hustle.  There are more than enough shows on television that pit woman against woman, especially black woman against black woman.  It truly makes my heart hurt to think that we as a group can't just congratulate each other and lift each other.  Sure there will be arguments but can't they be philosophical arguments where the disagreement is truly a personal thing and it is voiced and then every one can move on?  We are all different people with different views and that is no reason to fight.  I love black people and I am always here to support one of my own.  Lets support each other through encouraging words instead of talking behind someones back and degrading them. God is love and patience!

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