From Wild Flower To Another

Lately, I’ve been sitting with the comments I’ve seen about Black women on Love Island. The hate. The silence. The performative support. It’s heavy. And it reminded me why I started this brand in the first place.

Becoming Herrss is for Black women. For our healing. Our joy. Our voices. This space is rooted in my experience as a Black woman, and I won’t water that down. I can’t speak for what I haven’t lived. But if something here speaks to you, even if you’re not Black, I hope you sit with it. Healing isn’t limited by race or background. Healing is spirit work, and spirit work reaches beyond what the eyes can see.

To the Black women watching all of this unfold, I see you. I hear you. I love you. We are not too loud. Too sensitive. Too bold. Too anything. We are allowed to take up space. The world wants our rhythm but not our rage. Our beauty but not our boundaries. Our culture but not our cries. But still we rise. Still we speak. Still we protect each other.

Over these last few days, I’ve been defending Chelly and Olandria. Not out of hate, but out of love. Because it hurts to watch the world tear down Black women and expect us to stay quiet. It hurts to see brands claim to stand for all women, yet stay silent when we are the ones being harmed.

The truth is, the world will condemn us no matter what. Whether we are silent or loud. Gentle or angry. Bold or soft. So be it. We have the right to be angry. We have the right to feel every emotion that comes with surviving what we survive. We are most likely to die during childbirth, not because something is wrong with us, but because racism still lives and breathes in the medical field. We are more likely to be misdiagnosed, dismissed, underpaid, overworked, over-policed, and left unprotected. So yes, there is a lot to be angry about.

But this is not about spewing hate. This is about holding space for the truth. At Becoming Herrss, we believe in grace. And we also believe in honoring every part of the journey the good, the bad, the beautiful, and the really ugly. Because it all matters. We don’t have to pretend to be healed to be worthy. We don’t have to silence our truth to be lovable.

We are not who the world says we are. We are who we decide to be.

So be who you are. Do what you need. Live it fully. Walk with grace. Stand in your fullness. And don’t shrink.

Becoming Herrss will always be a space where Black women are honored, protected, and poured into. And if you support Black women, you are welcome here too. But know that we are not an afterthought. We are the center.

From one wildflower to another, keep blooming. Even when it feels like the world is trying to bury you.

We are the garden. Always.

— Kayla Maryam
Founder, Becoming Herrss