The Peculiar Adventures of Dating: The Black American Girl and White American Guy

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Scandal has changed me! Like many “Gladiators” Olivia Pope has opened my eyes to the possibility of dating comfortably out side of my race. Seeing those steamy scenes with ‘the prez” are enough to make any sista sing! Whew….and hey it’s not just me. There are hundreds of articles about African American women being more opened to interracial dating. And like millions of Americans I have a bounty of online dating site profiles. EHarmony, POF, Match.com and whatever lastest craze that guarantee to cure my singleness disease with a life time of bliss. So while perusing my online dating inbox on POF I’ve recently noticed that I have been receiving a lot of messages from White Guys. Interesting I think. I mean I’ve dabbled with the thought of dating outside my race several times but have held back on the whole public thing for the same reasons many AAW’s are less likely to jump that fence. Will I feel uncomfortable? Will people say something? Will he love my big butt? Can I see myself kissing those thin lips? Hmmmm. So I decided to take up an invitation from a recent suitor to find out.

Enter Wayne, 36 year old heating and cooling entreprenur. Self described “fun guy with an awesome kid” 5’11 nice hair and adorable smile. Wayne and I spoke a few times on the phone and seemed to have an instant connection. He not only watched Scandal but DVR’d it! During our conversations he confessed that he dated a “sista” in college but married someone else and was looking for that old feeling again. The feeling he described as “passionate and honest”. He admitted to loving the curvy AAW’s and as a comfortable size 8 I was pleased to hear that. So Wayne and I decided to take this phone flirting to the next level and have an actual date. To keep things light and fun we decided to meet at Dave & Buster’s. Besides I had bragged on my POF page about my “mean basketball skills at D&B”. I have to admit that I was nervous. I mean not everyone has the sex appeal and confidence of the iconic Olivia Pope. So on a Saturday night I rolled into the parking lot for the “pre-meet”. This is what online daters do to see if they like each other enough to be stuck together for the next few hours. While singing “Break Away” by Kelly Clarkson as I rolled in I decided not to stress and just have a good time.

I called to tell him I was there. Of course he got there first and a few seconds later walking towards me was the cutest guy dripping in everything that The Buckle sold. With a fashion consciousness, deep dimples, great smile and nice bod Wayne was a breath of blue eyed fresh air. All night we played and laughed. He walked close to me, held my hand, rubbed my back as if we had dated for years. Honestly, I couldn’t remember this kind of tenderness before. We both loved country music and The Big Bang Theory. Who could hate Sheldon? We laughed at the same things and Goggled silly questions in the middle of the night. Friends first then more. Wayne and I dated for about 3 months before we decided to call it quits. Living two hours away from each other was a struggle. Kids, life and work….enough said. Funny thing is I wasn’t sad. I realized something that night. Though I lost every basketball game we played that night what I won was so much more. I became more open to life and love, to the beauty of differences. Wayne made me realize what Olivia Pope has been trying to tell us, that race is not a barrier it’s an excuse. Hey, I don’t know who my future husband will be but I’m totally open to the rainbow of possibilities that life can bring.
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