Hey there! I'm Cuban-American, but spent the more important years of growing up in various Latin American countries. I have a fairly large family with fairly traditional Latino parents (2 parents from Cuba, 1 step-mother from Mexico), 2 brothers, 1 half-brother, 1 half-sister, 1 step-brother, but my brothers are all brothers and my sister...well I've never lived with her so she's not like a sister to me. I'm 23, vegan and in a serious relationship with super-fantastic guy from Massachusetts. We met while we were freshmen in Spain. He the most unlike other guys I've dated and I'm the most unlike girls he's dated. He's a fair-skinned, blue-eyed, brown-haired kinda guy and I'm a coffee and milk skinned girl, with mixed hair and afro-spanish kinda looks. I think his parents had their doubts about me when they first met me. His mother refused to speak to me (family issues at home that had nothing to do with me) and the first question his father asked me was, "So what do you eat down there?". I was living in Costa Rica then, that was 4-5 years ago. They still think I grew up in Costa Rica. They live in a predominantly white neighbourhood and lead fairly sheltered lives. They are great, but sometimes I think they are still getting used to the fact that their son is going to marry a Latina.
I haven't really had to deal with much crap because we're different races, but no one ever expects me to have a white boyfriend nor him a "dark" girlfriend. I suppose it has to do with expectations. My father and step-mother are like day and night, my step-mother is traditional mexican and my father a dark traditonal cuban. Unconventional...like my partner and I. I think the real reason his parents did not stay for my graduation dinner at Cheesecake Factory is because they just felt out of place. My father, mother + boyfriend, and 2 brothers came...my family is a bit loud...I think it was too much for them to handle in one sitting. haha