But on a superficial level, it’s hard to feel like you’re not pretty, and to be reminded of that every day. Now, look, not everyone is racist, and I had my fair share of dates. I could walk into a party dressed in a Gucci tuxedo, telling a witty story about my good friend the Dalai Lama if I was standing next to a tall, bearded white guy in ripped cargo shorts, all the eyeballs in the room would drift toward him and away from me. And it made me feel invisible every single day.
There were a lot of girls who just found that whole “grew up on a farm, sunburns easily” look irresistible. I went to college in the Midwest, where I would argue that whiteness is valued even more highly than it is in other parts of the country.