Heck yes. But I'm weird that way. It took me until I was in my 40s to realize the majority of women I had dated would be defined as black in most people's eyes. I hadn't even thought about race or defining anyone. I'm super white with blue eyes but my dad has what my mom termed a 'Mediterranean complexion' and my grandma was even 'more Mediterranean' with 'kinky' hair (she wasn't being racist just trying to point something out to me that I failed to understand, even after her pointing them out). My poor mom. She tried to explain my grandparents didn't approve of my dad because he was different. I was like 'oh, because of his long hair'. My mom gave up at that point.
I feel bad for the woman who kept pointing out she was from Oakland and I kept just treating her like the Santa Cruz surf betties I had dated before not realizing what she was hinting at or that I might be taking her out of her comfort zone. I like to think the date we boogie boarded all day then ate pizza in the back of my truck while the porpoises swam by (learn their schedule Las Selva/Aptos peeps, 'running into' porpoises at the beach adds a little extra magic to a date for valleys not used to it) was good and not too uncomfortable.
I feel bad for the woman who kept pointing out she was from Oakland and I kept just treating her like the Santa Cruz surf betties I had dated before not realizing what she was hinting at or that I might be taking her out of her comfort zone. I like to think the date we boogie boarded all day then ate pizza in the back of my truck while the porpoises swam by (learn their schedule Las Selva/Aptos peeps, 'running into' porpoises at the beach adds a little extra magic to a date for valleys not used to it) was good and not too uncomfortable.