From the President to the UPS delivery man, Black men walk like they own the place—and they do. Carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders, they still manage to glide across the room. And we’re most certainly watching.
By Charreah Jackson
Along with sexy smiles, Black men are cornering the market on juicy lips. Whispering to us during a movie, savoring a bite during dinner, or even a flashing a little frown can have us thinking some heated thoughts.
Know what I’m saying? We most certainly do. We love a brother’s ability to infuse a few terms from around the way along with Webster’s finest after a long day. When street smarts meet book smarts and common sense, that’s real education.
We don’t mind if a Black man takes another woman’s call in front of us, as long as it ends with “Love you too, mama.” The way a man treats his mother is definitely a sign on how he views women, and Black men have a sweet spot when it comes to their moms. What’s sexier than that?
No one can wear their hat cocked to the side just so like a Black man can. Whether 18 or 81, on Saville Row in London or on South Street in Philly, sporting a Yankee fitted or a fedora—it just doesn’t look the same on anyone else.
“Times like this I wish that raindrops would fall.” Forget Shakespeare and Sinatra. There is nothing better than being with a Black man and not having to explain your favorite movie and TV quotes—from Eddie King, Jr. to Shug Avery, Joe Clark and Martin Payne.
Black men realize that being a strong Black woman is for survival and one part of our multidimensional personalities. You being strong allows us to be soft and let our hair down (in all its hues and textures). And we’ll do the same when your soft and loving side wants company.
We’ve all got a daddy or uncle who believes in his outlandish plans for success—even when nobody else does. We love the drive and ambition of a Black man to see what doesn’t yet exist, and most importantly he is putting in the hard work to make it happen.
Even Jay-Z knows not to stick his hand in wifey’s hair. We don’t know where Chris Rock found the Black men included in “Good Hair,” but the brothers we love understand our hair history and know to admire our tresses from afar, unless told otherwise. Black men also realize they’ve made it to a new level of intimacy when we pull out that scarf that keeps things fresh.
We go waaaaay back. Black men share our long and deep history of pride, pain and progress. We share common knowledge on when it’s appropriate to whip out the race card, and when to look in the mirror. We are partners to create and mold the next generation, as we remember the ones before.
What do you love most about dating Black men?