I applaud Dior for moving so quickly. I guess this is why Josephine Baker and Eartha Kitt moved to Paris early in their careers. The French, obviously, do not take racism lightly.
Josephine Baker.. the Banana Dance
| (I actually caught these catfish) |
The reason I feel this way is because I have been on the receiving end of a 'catfish' scenario too. I remember corresponding with a person online for several weeks. He was successful, smart and attractive (although the picture looked like it was taken from a mile away). I thought how nice it would be to meet the right guy. Although he dodged several of my attempts for a lunch or dinner date. A time was agreed upon for us to have drinks at a local watering hole. When arriving at the designated time and place, I surveyed the area as if I were trying to find Waldo. But, to no avail. Beginning to think I was stood up, a voice from behind me says, "David? I am glad you made it". My heart began to race just a bit. I was 180 degrees from seeing the man that I had been so captivated by in the prior weeks. As I began my pirouette it felt as if I were in slow motion (movie style of course). But with a 'record skipping sound' like you hear on television everything came to a resounding halt. My mind struggled to remember the person's name I was there to meet. But, because I did not recognize the person who stood in front of me, my mind was drawing a blank. Some how I was able to mutter a raspy hello and took a seat. I finally grasped reality and quizzically said, "Steven"? He confirmed his identity and asked why I acted like I didn't know him. By that time all of my mental faculties had come back to me. I explained to him that the picture and description in no way represented the man I am seeing today. He cleverly said that he had mentioned that he had gained some weight and his picture was about 10 years old. I explained that he did not. But, more than your misrepresentation of your physical features. What else would you lie about? I told him that looks were not all that important but being honest was on the top of my list. I collected myself and moved to leave. He then asked the question that I was hoping he would not. "What is it about me that you do not like, I know I am not ugly?" My only response was... No, you don't know that...