My White Boyfriend: The Incessant Fetishization of Women of Color
Racism exists in many forms, each with its own unique impact. But it's often the most subtle forms that be the most damaging.
The first time I realized I could be sought after not because of my personality, but on account of the color of my skin, I was twelve years old.
It was while I lived in the extremely white city of Irvine in Orange County, California. At school, I was the only Black girl in most of my classes, and I noti…
