Growing up quirky and Black was a very tricky and complicated thing. For the longest time I tried to hide my hobbies from my friends and family members that just didn't understand that I was an "alternative Black kid".
I love alternative rock, I watch Adventure Time on the daily, I would hike over going to the mall any day and the idea of cosplay excites me. For this, people call me an oreo, quirky and try to take my imaginary Black card.
As if a love for animation or hiking somehow makes us view Jay Z and Chance The Rapper as anything less than lyrical geniuses. Attending ComiCon doesn't make my backside immune to the twerk-thumping beats that are played at the after party of the convention.
People try their very hardest to put us in a box based on their initial assessment and are left dumbfounded when we A-town stomp all over and outside of that box.
Bottom line: be unapologetically you and continue to F it up on the dance floor in your Hot Topic band t-shirts. Who is going to stop you?