Hey, Old Navy! About That Ad…

Last week, I saw this Old Navy ad in my Facebook feed. My heart leaped with joy seeing a multiracial family. So I took a screen shot and sent it to my husband and some friends with about a dozen heart-eye emojis.

I was so comforted to see ads depicting a family that looks like mine.

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A family that is more than one color. Because love knows no color. And family isn’t defined by the color of our skin.

Then I opened Facebook again this week.

And a trending topic is about how Old Navy is being criticized for posting an ad with an interracial family.

Record screech.

Are you kidding me? Why is this even a thing?

It’s a thing because, even though we’re well past the 1960s, racism is still alive today whether we want to believe it or not. And because social media gives everyone a bull horn, these creeps have caught the attention of the mass media and made their way into my Facebook trending topics section. And now I’m writing a post about it because, well, it is a *thing,* and as a white mother of two black children, I don’t have the option to ignore these bigots. No one should ignore these bigots. We should shut it down as fast as possible. Whatever that looks like, however it’s done.

The response in support of Old Navy has sent out an overwhelming “Bye Felicia” to their hate. And to that, I send the internet all my fist bumps. The internet has used its power for good to shut these *bleeps* down. And I can’t help but think that the people in this world who are offended and angry about an innocent store ad like Old Navy’s are the same people who will look at my children as less than human. And that’s poking this mama bear.

So here I am, writing a post about opinions that don’t even deserve my attention because feeding the trolls is like brushing your teeth with Oreos. But this isolated incident involving Old Navy’s ad is a small piece to a greater problem.

It’s showing us that racism still exists. It is still a fight to defeat it and stand up for what’s right. Whether or not we experience racism or see it ourselves doesn’t negate its existence.

One of the most beautiful stories I’ve heard about skin color is from an artist named Neil Harbisson. In this video, Harbisson explains his complete, grayscale colorblindness and the use of an antenna to allow him to hear colors using tones to tell him what color he is seeing. Each specific color is assigned a tone, and as he looks out into the world, he can understand what color he is looking at based on the tone he hears. He says he used to see people as either black or white, but after having the antenna implanted into his head to be able to hear the color of people’s skin, he could hear that black people are dark orange and white people are light orange. “We are all sharing in the exact same hue,” he explains.

Harbisson’s observation about skin color doesn’t dismiss the trials each race faces. It’s merely evidence that we shouldn’t base our opinions on a person based on the color of their skin because, essentially, we are all the same hue, woven from the same fabric.

I usually like to discuss topics like race and racism in a mature, open, respectable manner, but Harbisson’s point makes me want to send out a resounding “Suck it, racists!” to those who spread hate based on skin color. I want to remind them that they share the same hue with the people they hate. People will still make their opinions based on skin color. It’s sad and painful to admit, but that’s the world we live in.

However, it’s our job to fight it. And that’s why I’m writing this post. To fight it. I don’t always know how to fight it, but I will say that I won’t stand for it. I will stand for what is right and what is loving and what is truth – which is that we are all created equal and deserve the same rights and respect no matter the color of our skin.

We can have conversations about race. We need to have conversations about race. As a matter of fact, I love it, and I think it’s important. It’s important for us to gain a world view that is unlike our own in order to gain more empathy and compassion for others. I love talking to people who don’t look like me or live like me and ask them what their life experiences have been. It lets me into a world outside my own white-girl existence. I want to live a life of empathy, where I’m compassionate toward others’ life experiences without dismissing their perceptions because of my own life experiences.

So let’s engage in these conversations. Let’s ask our neighbor’s and strangers and friends what their life has been like. And let’s not try to relate, but rather listen with an open heart and mind and accept their stories for what they are – theirs.

But trolls, we will not have the conversation filtered through hate.

Hate gets dismissed. Hate gets silenced. Mama bears like me and my friends and acquaintances and total strangers will make sure that your hate has no voice so our children can grow up in a place that is more free and loving than it has ever been.

Because ultimately, hate gets demolished by love.

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Hannah B
A native Houstonian, Hannah adores everything about her home town…except for the humidity. So when she married Aaron in July 2008, an indoor wedding was necessary to protect this ginger from the frizz of summer. After 8 years of marriage, 4 of those battling through infertility, they welcomed twins Cason and Grace into their family through the miracle of adoption in December 2013. A graduate of the University of Houston with a degree in theatre and a creative writing minor, creating runs deep in Hannah’s veins. Her goal is to live a fearless life where she works hard creating projects and ideas that make their home in her wild imagination. She loves making videos for her YouTube Channel, taking photos and writing for her blog Everything Sunny Always, and creating digital artwork. When she’s not creating, you can find Hannah at any local coffee shop fueling her adoration for a gourmet cup of joe or stuck in traffic on the Houston freeways belting Adele or practicing her future Emmy speech.


  1. HEART EYES TO YOU HANNAH!!!! I didn’t read the comments on FB because that’s a set up for failure but I saw enough “white genocide” and “why aren’t there any black men” twitter replies to give my eye rolling muscles serious work outs. it’s a smiling family and tees are buy one get one free. HOW CAN YOU BE MAD AT THIS?!

  2. My family is interracial as well, and I must be living under a rock because I didn’t believe this kind of bigotry still existed. We’ve been fortunate to never have experienced this and hopefully never will. I want my son to grow up in a world that embraces everyone’s differences! Thanks for the post.


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