The Blacker the Berry...

Last night Loo asked me what was going on with Malibu Ken, our mutual friend who I like a lot. I told her we went to a show at Iota recently and had a good time. Then Loo says, "Wow you guys are spending a lot of time together...Are you dating??"

Tricky question. It definitely started out as just friends, like group outings and random IM conversations. But then Malibu Ken and I started doing "couple-ish" things like going to the Zoo, Target trips, grocery shopping, hand-holding, cuddling, dinners, movies, etc. He really is the consumate gentleman - paying for everything, opening doors, always walking on the outside part of the sidewalk, constant compliments, etc.

So what's the problem you ask?? Well here goes: Malibu Ken is white. DC Pussycat Doll is black.

Yes folks, it's true I am of the darker persuasion. Looking at my summertime playlist you might not think that I was black (but there are some black people like myself who enjoy surfing, seersucker, Zeppelin and the Stones).

The REAL problem: Malibu Ken's parents did not approve of his last girlfriend because she was black(he apparently swings towards the chocolate). His parents stopped talking to him for six months. So it's not that him or I have a problem with race, it's that his parents don't want him dating non-whites.

Hello, the 50's called. They want their parents back.

I am not naive about racism in America. It clearly exists. But not letting your child date someone who makes them happy is so hateful and outdated. My parents have never told me that I couldn't date someone just because of what they look like. And if they ever did I'm sure I would go all bratty on them and say: "What-eva! What-eva! It's my hot body, I do what I want. You can't tell me what to do!!" (Cue after-school special music) Everyone is entitled to their opinion but please don't spread your hate and impose upon other people's lives. If his parents met me I think they would find me to be a nice, funny, intelligent girl. Every intelligent, open-minded person knows that race should not matter and respecting people of all nationalities is essential.

Also, his parents are kinda religious, which is funny because isn't Christianity based upon loving your fellow man because that's what Jesus would do? Why do people wear those damn bracelets then?? Hypocrite much?

When Malibu Ken first told me about his parents ridiculous beliefs a month ago I was disappointed. He indicated that he didn't think he could go through that drama again. I had definitely entertained the thought of dating him. Just when you think something good is about to happen, it gets turned upside down. So I put my guard up under the allusion that we can't date. Then things changed after we kissed and a certain level of romance has now come into play. Now we both know we are physically compatible, in addition to getting along well and enjoying each other's company.

Another wrench thrown in here is that he is having reconstructive surgery on his knee in 3 weeks. He will be at his parents house in PA for about six weeks :(

So what's a Pussycat Doll to do?? I guess simply enjoy myself when I'm around him and try not to stress too much. It's hard for me to not be upset about this and then overthink the situtation. But it's not like we are getting married. Who knows, maybe he is just looking for some affection and has no intention of becoming a couple. It is more than likely that nothing will develop, because I am apparently unable to attract a man and start an actual relationship. But seriously, how can you deny this silly Dr. Evil impression?

Or these drunken smiles: