I started using the hashtag #ProfessionalBlackGirl as a way to mark what’s ours as Black girls – a way of saying, “What we have here is a case of peak Black girlness.” You see it. You feel it. You may not have known what to call it or maybe you mistakenly called it something else like “ghetto” or “hood” or “ratchet.” But in naming it “Professional,” I recognize the skill, the talent, the effort, the energy, the beauty, and the power in it – whatever “it” is – and by marking it “Professional,” I recognize that it deserves acknowledgment, if not respect.
Since launching the ‘Professional Black Girl’ webseries, I’ve received dozens if not hundreds of comments, messages, emails, texts, phone calls, and on-the-street thank yous and hugs. Honestly, this isn’t the response I was expecting. I mean, let’s be real, ‘Professional Black Girl’ IS dope. And yes, I knew that we would be entertained by it and that we would enjoy it, but I never imagined that so many sistas would be freed by it, dare I say empowered by it.