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Caro || Issue 1

caro is a perzine in the truest sense: a public journal, an outlet, and a voice. this is an introduction.

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I know that the manic-pixie-dream-girl trope isn't seen as<br />

very feminist but you have to understand that-to reference<br />

Kerry Washington- it's not often that we as Black women get<br />

to be seen as beautiful, delicate, eccentric, otherworldly,<br />

and fey, even when we have those traits! So it's a step up<br />

for me to even be considered a MPDG, you know?<br />

There’s this...feminine persona that is widely appreciated<br />

and I see that it’s a part me a part of who I am. I identify<br />

with that narrative. But I also realize that few others<br />

see this persona in me, the way I do. I caught and still<br />

sometimes catch myself trying to massage away the aspects<br />

of myself that stopped others from seeing the manic pixie<br />

dream girl in me (my fatness, my blackness). I remember<br />

walking in this park in my town after I'd gotten off work<br />

and it was the perfect place to do a photo shoot. I was<br />

seeing myself in different dresses and poses and honestly?<br />

It was a lot of stuff that, I felt (feel) would never happen,<br />

and even if it did it wouldn't look the way I planned<br />

and would basically be an utter failure and I would be a<br />

pitiable laughing stock. Not because the visual concepts<br />

were shitty, but because I was too fat, too black, and too<br />

broke to ever pull it off. And it just dropped into my mind<br />

that I never got the chance to be the girl I wanted to be.<br />

I’ve been using the phrase “the girl I am and the girl you<br />

want me to be" over and over for the last few years, and I<br />

finally understood what I myself meant by that. Between the<br />

girl I am and the girl you--whoever “you” is; my mother, my<br />

family, society at large--want me to be, I never got to be<br />

the girl I wanted to be and... That was a hard revelation,<br />

you know? I'm 25, I never got to be the girl I wanted to<br />

be, and now that chance is completely gone. It hurt. I managed<br />

not to cry but only just. That revelation felt like an<br />

important part of my had died. After a while of trying to<br />

keep my composure, I just thought, "Well, what about the<br />

woman you want to be?" And I had to resign myself, you<br />

know, and about face. That point in my life is gone and it<br />

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