Let's be hermanas then!

I always knew I'd marry white too. I love brown men and would loved to have married one for similar cultural experiences, but white is where its at.

He'll never understand what I have and will continue to experience though. People watch me while I shop, people assume I speak Spanish and think less of me when they realize I'm not fluent. When I came to my current job, there were whispers about what I "was". Apparently my complexion is light enough that I can "pass for white" but dark enough to make people wonder where to pigeon hole me.