Dating Issues- Life as an Oreo

Being an Oreo in the USA is not an easy task.
For those not familiar with the term Oreo, I turn to our friends at urban dictionary to educate you.

Oreo- A black person who is said to "act white" because of the way they dress, talk, or act. Someone who does not play in to "acting black" and believes that there is no way to "act black". Someone who typically hangs out with whites, or gets along well with whites.

Sometimes blacks take being called an oreo as an offense, but others might take it as being called a "classy black", someone who did not grow up in the projects so has no particular reason to be someone they aren't in order to fit in well with the black community.

Example - Caleb is such an oreo. He's always going up north to snowboard and lives up in rich country with the white folks. 

Thank you urban dictionary. 

While some people may take Oreo to be derogatory, I am not the type that is easily offended therefore I really don't care. As an Oreo blogger, I feel obligated to detail the trials and tribulations of my fellow Oreos and so I officially christen the "Oreo Series" *cracks open champagne bottle* (that champagne is for drinking my friends). Now settle back and learn about the trials and tribulations of an Oreo in the USA. 
First off, it's not easy being an Oreo, especially for me since I'm as Oreo as they come. Not only do I "act white" and "speak white" I also have a strong liking for white meat over dark meat, if you catch my drift. For those who haven't gotten it yet I LOVE ME SOME WHITE MEN! That's right I dig the vanilla flavor, the white bread if you will. 


Now let me clarify, I have nothing against black men. I have found numerous black men to be handsome and decent however I have yet to be attracted (physically, sexually or in any other form) to a black guy. I have no trouble admitting this in public and as a result this has landed me in hot water multiple times. White girls laugh it off but black girls break out the armor and start preparing for war. You would think I'd just declared myself the next Messiah or something.
"Why are you so racist against your own people?" 
"What is wrong with you? Are you stupid?"
"What black people ain't good enough for you or something?" 

Woah girls! Put on the brakes. Time out. First off, in order, No.Nothing.No.That's not it at all. 
I have never thought of myself as above other black people and to imply that this is why I like white men is a ridiculous assertion completely baseless. I didn't just suddenly wake up and decide to like white guys, I've always felt like this. And while I struggle to explain the reasons behind my love of white men I can't shake the feeling that I shouldn't have to explain myself. But I'll try any way, right here.

I guess the most accurate way to explain it would be that the physical features that attract me to a guy are more likely to be found in a white men rather than in a black man. Caucasian facial features just seem more appealing to me and I am such a sucker for blue and green eyes. A guy flashing his blue peepers at me is the quickest way to get my ice cold heart to melt (I have long Ithaca winters to thank for the freezing state of my heart).  I love the combination of dark hair with light eyes and yes I love me some blonds as well. I can't help it. I literally go weak in the knees when these combos show up. Flash a picture of Ryan Reynolds and my heart will give the Cornell Pep Band's percussion section a run for it's money. Flash a picture of Taye Diggs and while I'll agree he's a handsome man, my pulse will probably be close to zero.
So sue me. Call me racist if you want. Honestly nothing anyone says will make me spontaneously change my mind. My very first crush was Carter Grayson the Red Lightspeed Power Ranger not that cowboy black dude who was Green Ranger. And even the cowboy was liking some of the white meat ie Ms. Fairweather the WHITE lead character in the show. Which brings me to a slight double standard, when a black man dates a white woman, black girls blame the white girl for "stealing/seducing a brother," but heaven forbid a black chica like me show any interest in a white man then I'm a "traitor" to the black race. 
-sigh-
So this is my life and these are the questions I always get about my choice in men. Forgive me for liking what I like but in the end I answer only to myself and not the rest of the world. So when it comes to sisters hating on me, all I have left to say is mind your own business and screw you!