I get out of my car and open the truck to retrieve the first draft I want to review while at the doctor’s office. As I close it, a sister in a blue shirt and jeans walking down the street flags me down.

“Hey” she said, as I take my headphones out of my ears.  “Might wanna adjust your dress. Your whole ass was showing when you got out of the car.”  I pulled down my dress with gratitude. No one else is in the parking lot.

I love black women. We’ll tell you like it is, and help you cover your ass at the same time.