Jamiah Green Photos. The words crawl in every direction across the figure’s coffee-colored skin, marking her arms and exposed torso in neat black lettering. It’s not a big deal, reads a phrase that stretches up her shoulder. You are the kind of woman your father would have thrown away, state three lines of text by her right breast, hovering just over the nipple. Which lifetime hurt you so bad? asks a sentence on her left arm.
You're a party planner at Yale University, in search of a new caterer for your next event. You’d love for them to be a fresh face, reflective of the diverse city in which you live. So you go online to a google map, and search all of the city’s restaurants owned by people of color, until you’ve found just the right one.