Ladies and Gentlemen, I have an announcement to make…

Hear ye! Hear ye!

I, Rachel, a black woman of sound mind, make this announcement with my own free will. The commentary in this blog represents the sentiments and personal beliefs of this here blogger, whom is writing this post.


I support interracial dating. In fact, I would like to date outside of my race.

Yep, that usually goes over like a fart in church.

I have friends that I swear are in denial about this. In fact, they might think that it’s utterly amusing. I don’t see what the big deal is, nor do I understand why it’s taken in jest. Maybe I don’t understand because I’ve seen interracial dating and marriage all in my family and amongst people I know. Is it really that uncommon to date and marry outside of your race??

Let me get something straight: I’m not so naive to think that it’s all that accepted neither am I suggesting that it’s the norm. It just so happens to be MY norm. I’d appreciate people not pinching a fit, thinking it’s funny, or just glossing over it when I suggest that I would like to date someone that isn’t within my race. It expands your horizons, you know?

There’s a list that Cosmopolitan did called “11 things not to say to a black  girl”, and it was pretty spot on. In fact, one item was #1 on the list that is #1 on my list of things that should never be said to me, a black girl: “OMG. I have someone I want to set you up with. He’s black.” Inwardly, I feel like this…


But bless their hearts, they mean well. I can’t blame them for not knowing to whom they’re talking. I’m a girl that hangs out at coffeeshops, open mic nights, and museums for fun! I love acoustic guitar and listen to some country (yes, willingly. Some white people don’t even do that). And… I don’t really eat soul food.

I know some of your minds just did this when I said that:


But if I’m honest, I kind of like doing that to people.

Having said all of that, though, just might add up to a black girl that is more than willing to date outside of her race. I’m also a girl that would prefer to be French, but that’s a whole nother blog post.

I have had white coworkers mention guys to me that I should talk to, and they were always black. Instead of making a whole thing out of it, I always commented on the situation in a way that made people laugh. When I would hesitate and they would come back with “but he’s black…”, this was always my response. I would smile condescendingly (I admit it, I’m sorry to say), and say “Yeah, but the only thing we might have in common is that we’re black.” This would always make them chuckle, but they got the hint. The men they chose became more varied thereafter.

Wanting to date outside of my race doesn’t make me less black than someone else, nor does it mean that I hate myself or I hate black men for wanting to date outside of my race. I am black: I was born black, and I will die black. This is something that will never change. You might want to question the definition of what “being black” is, because who is anyone to say that I’m not black?

Let me also add that I know a lot of great black men, but it just so happens that the few black guys that I’ve liked don’t date black women. It’s a Catch 22, I suppose. So, there you have it. It doesn’t upset me but so much. At the end of the day, a good man is a good man regardless of colour, and love is love. Love transcends racial barriers, and it’s something that I’ve seen happen personally time and time again. My love might not come wrapped up in the package of a black man, and I’m more than okay with that.

To me, it’s like making good food: all of our differences, when blended together properly, are what makes a good dish. So it is with love. You don’t necessarily have to go outside of your race to find that compliment, but I’m surely more than willing to explore the possibility. Besides, I never felt like I had to be someone I wasn’t with men of other races; they accepted me for who I was, and who I wasn’t… and loved it. Even more reason for me to date outside of my race.


That’s it for now. Date on, my friends!

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