What’s your heritage?
Dad’s family is pick-and-mix: Cajuns (aka: Acadian plus who knows?), English, French, Scots-Irish, all that. Mother’s is pretty purely German and Polish as far as I can tell.
What’s your phenotype (eyes/hair/complexion)?
Dark, almost black extremely curly hair and eyes. Does not come from Dad’s side: all his family are blue-eyed blondes. I take after my mother almost exclusively. Dad has slightly curly hair, as does my grandmother, but nobody I know in the family has such a tight curl as mine, about a 3B-C. Skintone… depends on the season. I don’t burn easily but I do tan without trying and I’m honey-brown in summer and somewhat pasty in winter and under my eternal slacks. I don’t wear shorts or skirts shorter than ankle-length almost ever. My skin has something of an orangeish tone. And then there’s my build: I’m short and stout, and even if I wasn’t fat I have elephant bones. I could probably haul a pig if I had to. I was bred to carry three mugs of beer per hand.
Do you consider yourself white?
Ayup. Heritage almost purely Western and Central/Eastern European. I suppose not everyone would consider Poles ‘white’ and I don’t really care.
If so, have you ever been considered non-white by others?
Hah!
Not by anyone to whom I explained my lineage. “Oh,” they say, “you’re… white then?”
I live in Texas. Texan Latino/as think I’m one of theirs – people speak in Spanish to me in the grocery store, and one girl I’d been through all of high school with didn’t realize I was not a Latina until my senior year. Black folk assume I’m half-black. My (incredibly white) mother was interrogated by a black serviceman as to my (incredibly white) father’s race and I had a pretty similar conversation with a black security guard. It’s the hair, I know, but my hair is way too kinky for Latina hair. I can get the half-black thought, I really do look the part, but I guess it’s the big dark eyes and living in Texas that gets people making other
assumptions.
Other white folks mostly seem to assume I’m white if for no other reason than I’m not obviously anything else and my pursuits are pretty exclusively Anglo. Let’s face it: most flavors of RPGs, historical reenactment, and scifi/fantasy/technogeekery are at least dominated by the pasty. Yes yes, I have had friends of all races in one or all of those pursuits and those hobbies are also almost exclusively male where I am not but still. I have had the shy question put to me by the occasional white person: rather, one person has gently asked “May I ask about your family heritage?” while most others I’ve known sigh with relief when I mention it – not relief that I’m white, but relief that they didn’t have to ask a possibly touchy question.
Where and when did you grow up?
All over, but from eighth grade on in Texas. Before that I hardly spent as much as a year anywhere except California.
What about Snow White? Sure, her skin was white as snow, but her hair was black as ebony. Then again, she was German. Thoughts?
Sounds like me in winter. Proof: this is me in very early spring trying to eat a stuffed Peep.