Black Women In Denmark Picnic




Today was the first ever annual Black Women in Denmark Picnic! Thankfully, the weather held up and we were able to talk about everything from Danish Immigration Laws to the implementation of Apartheid in South Africa (I really need to read more about that). The mood was positive and inspirational and in the end, I couldn't have asked to be surrounded by a more dynamic group of women. So hats off to all you fierce women that I am lucky enough to know, and I look forward to many more gatherings here in Denmark & throughout Europe! Special thanks to Adrianne for coming down here from Sweden, Clarice, Priscilla, Doreen, Paulette and Nize for their contributions toward making this event a success!

Comments

Felicity said…
That is really nice! I hope you have more of them!
1:28 PM
PurpleZoe said…
This looks like it was a fantastic gathering. Beautiful.

Love&Light
-PZ
7:17 PM
Martin Lindsey said…
Hey Lesley-Ann is there a similar network that you're aware of for African American families in Europe?

I also just e-mailed you for some offline info on the subject. Didn't want to distract from your post. Cool blogsite and content by the way.
11:39 AM
blackgirl on mars said…
Martin: I'm putting one together now. Get on the bus!
9:00 AM
blackgirl on mars said…
Martin: I'm putting one together now. Get on the bus!
9:00 AM
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