Race and Relations

I just ordered my wedding dress. It’s really happening… I’m getting married. WOW! I dragged Alex and Paris kicking and screaming to the bridal store and made myself sit down and pick out the dress. Paris is not a big fan of my Baby, but Paris is not a big fan of anyone really. Alex was way more supportive, even willing to try on a few dresses for me so I could have visuals. Of course as I write this I’m not sure if it was more for her obsession to look at herself in the mirror or really for me. Paris literally sat in the corner saying no to every dress and making the shop girls run around and bring her everything under the sun. I swear if she was not my girl I would just pop her once. But Paris could not ruin my day. I’m starting to really accept the fact that I’m about to marry the man I love.


Sean has been so patient with me. I have pushed him away and literally been a Bitch to him just on GP. I must admit he’s the first man that I’ve ever dated outside my race. Between my own insecurities and the world’s I just was always so nervous to date him. And what’s weird is that he and I just happened. I wasn’t one of those women who woke up one day saying that I’m going to only date this color man or that. I just woke up one day, looked at the man who had been my friend for years and said OMG this is the man I want to be with. I can honestly say it’s not that much different dating a man of your race. I think the world is finally coming to a place where they’re just like “fuck it” do what you got to do. As long as I don’t have to sleep with you then it is what it is. But Sean is my “everything” and I’ve spent so many months in doubts over him. I’ve just allowed everyone to hate on our relationship but finally I’m in a place where I can scream to the world I’m in love. I’m going to do this. Life is about happiness and it’s time that I partake in some of that good ol’ joy.

Yesterday Paris and I were on the phone yapping it up about our love lives. She began asking me about how it feels to date someone that doesn’t look like me or have the same background as me? It was weird she was asking me these questions because sometimes I think of these things. I go to a function and I look around and see everyone who looks like me and then I immediately wonder how would Sean fit in this environment? I can’t lie and say I’ve never asked myself the same questions so when Paris asked me I wasn’t even upset. Somewhere along the lines I just became more interested in a man’s heart then his color. It trips me out when I hear people declaring they would never date a certain “type” of people. It’s like why would you limit your chances of love because a person doesn’t have the same background stats as you have. When did love ever become about color?

I just find it ironic that Paris would ask me such a question when she herself has been running from love for so long she barely knows how to spell it (You know I love you girlfriend). I’m just tired of running. I am just retired. The only thing I want to run to now is my man and the love I feel inside of me. At age 29 I don’t have a lot of requirements of what I want. I just need to find someone that is not about B.S. and who treats me with the respect that I deserve. I swear I found this in Sean. So here’s to all the lovebirds dating outside of their race. Sip on some champagne for me tonight.


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