Lisette Clayton,
Santa Rosa, CA
Growing up in a semi-warm place, I always got red within a few minutes of being under the sun. My pale skin turning beat red, and fast at that. My friends always commented on it but it never phased me to be anything more than a funny comment. In a way, it put things into perspective for me. The privilege that I was unaware of was being able to take comments as passing jokes rather than microaggressions or full on hate. Admittedly, I was taking that for granted. Everyone deserves to hear comments about themselves or their skin color that aren’t hateful or anything related to race. Everyone, colorful or not.
