An Open Letter to Khloe Kardashian

Dear Khloe,

I was pulling for you.  In a family of professional pretty people you were the "non-classical beauty" (which is ironic since you are the least ethnic looking of your sisters).

Unlike many white women who have relationships with black men, you actually have black female friends.

I related to your relationship with Lamar.  You were attracted to his wounds and the vulnerability that they implied. You admired the fact that he seemed to be a phoenix rising from the ashes of addiction and familal dysfunction- only to find out that the phoenix was made of ashes and could only soar so high.

You believed that your love alone would heal the wounds inflicted by Lamar's past; that you could re-parent and repair him - and in exchange you would earn unconditional acceptance and love.  Unfortunately, you had to learn that children of addicts aren't nobel savages corrupted by their environment.  You were used, manipulated lied to, and cheated on- all on national television.

Nevertheless, you seemed the most down to earth, fun, and emotionally authentic of the all of characters that your family members play on TV.

Unfortunately, I'm writing this letter to let you know that I'm over you.  Yesterday one of my 6th graders asked me why the Kardashians were famous and I was at a loss for words.  How do I explain that you are famous because your sister made a sex tape, posed for Playboy, and you rode her invisible coattails to fame?

And despite this inauspicious beginning, while in the public eye you used your spotlight to shame Amber Rose for her sexuality, instead of dealing with your own issues.  Rather than attempting to clean yourself and your sisters on the body of a woman of color who admittedly stripped when she was 15,  you should have used your voice to speak about the dangers of addiction and co-dependency.

There are more women in partnerships with men who are addicted to weed, alcohol, and drugs who could have learned from your experience-than care women who care about your opinions of what Amber Rose does with her vagina.


Sincerely,
Candace