Woman of color

Everyday when I'm heading to work, around 7:00 in the morning, I seem not to bother with the morning sunshine anymore. I just love it now as I'm thinking this time is summer and needing Vitamin D for my skin. I seem to don't care with people anymore opening their umbrellas as they're trying to protect their delicate and fair skin. I think I've grown up enough and come to realize that you must be proud of what color you have.

When I was about twelve or so, I started being so conscious with my skin. I have a brown skin brought from my parents. THE FILIPINO SKIN. At that young age, I started to use facial cleansers, whitening creams, and even skin astringents hoping it would make my skin fairer. None of it worked until I decided to stop before these chemicals would ruin it to worse.

And now I find myself walking under the heat of the sun. Every morning, I thank God for providing us sunshine. I thank him for being Filipino unlike some races, they have to go sun bathing to have their skin tan. As for my skin, I realized this is just fine! I have nothing to ask for. Now, I love my color and I just put moisturizer to make my skin healthy.