A white guy chose me today. It was the
cutest thing ever! He knew a lot about natural hair and made a convo
with me regarding it. I have never been approached by a white guy before
on the street. They look and smile but they never speak! I kinda felt
out of my element for a minute but it was a beautiful interaction. He
politely mentioned how he loves black women. The fact that he knew about
the "big chop," "transitioning," and all
that shocked me. I don't even think I could hide it from him. I smiled
SO hard. It was refreshing to not be approached "sideways." I was
politely asked, "are you single?" as the convo went on. It made me sad
to think that "damn, black guys out here don't approach me like this but
this white man is coming correct."
...Is that a bad feeling to have?
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