"That could be me," thought the author, remembering her own mother's migration from Honduras.
The very first and most common descriptor for me was "sexy." I got "sexy" constantly, at way too young an age and I HATED IT.
The problem with this is that it creates separation between us. You've reminded me that you noticed we're different, which is never a good feeling.
A white man choosing a brown girl was the ultimate approval, and therefore my subconscious goal into adulthood.