I thought of a story. The Chinese love white skin, so they thought we were beautiful people. The people STARED at us coming and going. It was weird! We were on the city bus (where people do not recognize personal space), and I was lucky enough to find an empty seat. So I sat down and immediately tried to talk to the girl next to me. Because that is what I do. Talk. And yay for me, she spoke some english! Cameron was standing in front of me holding on to the little handles, and I told the girl that was my husband. She started at his knees and slowly looked up at me while saying "Ohhh WOWWWW" I think I may have burst into laughter. The rest of the trip I (and the translator with him lol) called him Oh Wow. Too funny.
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That's funny. Filipinos also love white skin and our blonde hair. They used to just want to touch us. In fact, they would just come pinch our cheeks and brush our hair with their fingers (even strangers through the market and on the street and in the stores).
One funny thing...one day we were trying on clothes in a store and the girls that worked there kept peeking through the curtain, I guess to see if our skin was white under our clothes. It's so foreign to them.
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