afrofoto *day 20: open your afropolitan eye

Is there an option to skip? Any sick days?! No? Ok lol….

Well throughout this challenge and on this day I realized how much Africa surrounds us if we tune into it even in the Diaspora! This whole week was a little stretched as I had a conference to go to, but I remember in my morning grogginess going to the Starbucks to get some coffee and the guy who took my order and rang me up was Toure. He was very nice – not necessarily because he was African or he knew I was – it was just his nature. He could very well have been rude – we are all entitled to be whatever we want to be. Yes my Africans you can be rude too so long as your personal [negative] traits aren’t sweepingly generalized and applied to a stereotype about us collectively. We are all complex and unique individuals and should be free to do so :). Later on when I went for lunch there was a lady speaking Amharic animatedly [not necessarily because she is African] on the phone….

My cab driver later on that day was Eritrean…


I needed to get my regular $3 bottle of wine and dashed into Whole Foods before hopping on the train and saw this body wash  –>

The description on the bottle is a little better than the one on the shea butter from afrofoto day 7 

“In West Africa, authentic black soap is known by its Yoruba name, Osse Dudu. “Dudu” means the color black, which comes from the extensive “cooking” of the soap to the point of charcoal. Many cultures in West Africa use charcoal to detoxify and purify the skin, and this is an integral aspect of our true African black soap.” (<—as much as I was looking for an opportunity to roll my eyes i did not find one (: )

It continues to talk about other ingredients like shea butter and palm oil and the process in its entirety. I did have a little bit of an issue with the use of the word “authentic”, but didn’t want to get tangled in semantics.

It can be used as a body wash, facial cleanser, shaving soap, shampoo and more. I only use it for body so far and might try the hair, but not my face. I’m pretty rigid about what I put/use on my face and i try not to blur the line in body parts. It’s made by a “Certified Fair Trade Cooperative” in Togo.

In closing on this post, like how people who are gluten-free or vegetarian/vegan are deliberate about consuming only gluten-free products and tend to hang out with others like themselves, opening your afropolitan eye will make you see that although you may be removed from Africa, Africa, to any African, is all around you ❤