Single, No Chaser.

Dating outside my race…both of them April 26, 2009

So before the gasps of shock and awe begin, let me explain a couple of things about me.

I grew up in East Harris County in the 1980s when the area was pure suburban. Imagine brick homes with manicured sidewalks along tree lined streets. That was Pine Trails in the 1980s around the oil boom and then bust. I’m not saying that as a Cuban/Guatemalan mixed race child with a HIGHLY ethnic name I was the only person of color In my schools, but at the beginning there weren’t a lot of us.

By the time I started dating, my sister, who likes to consider herself only black and not Latina (even though she speaks Spanish better than me), noticed a pattern with the boys I was enamored with.

They were all white.

“No they’re not! I just haven’t met any other types of guys. Besides, my first boyfriend was black.”

And he was. Former Boyfriend T was cute, funny, and a nice boyfriend. Puppy love at its finest.

So when I got to college, my crushes had caramel skin and dark features. Hum, I love me some Latin boys. Lean bodies, well-kept facial hair, smoldering eyes , great smiles, AND they spoke Spanish.  Yeah, Latin boys are where it’s at.

But although my college crushes were Latin men, I dated a white man.

And even now, as the brothers start stepping up to the plate, none of them who have stepped up to me are worth my time. Don’t get me wrong, if Idris came walking into my life right now I’d stop typing. But there are few Idrises in the world and even fewer have asked me out. Those that have, have been disappointing. Well all except one. Another story for another post.

We’ve dealt with interracial dating/marriage before on this blog. Click here to read that post.

So white boys? Yup. But not just any white boys, they require one or more of the following.

1.       An accent. Not just a run of the mill accent. I’m talking British, Scottish, Australian, etc. Exotic accents that I don’t hear, unless I’m watching the BBC.

2.       An edge. Not completely bad boy, even though they need love too. But something that makes them not so ordinary. A bad-ass tattoo. Ability to win a bar fight when needed. Can suck out the venom of a deadly snake…that might come in handy

3.       Proper manners in public but reality with me. Ever heard the phrase “a lady in the streets…” (I’m not gonna finish that). Kinda the same thing. Proper manners and protocol when were in public but the armor comes off when we’re hanging out. I don’t know, it’s a thing.

4.       Must possess a talent. That goes for all men. By talent I mean something special Cooking, Singing, Dancing, Handyman. Something.

I know, it’s a tall order to find a man like that but if ONE existed, that’d be pretty awesome. I’d probably have to change this blog to “How my awesome boyfriend is better than yours.” 

Eh, maybe not.