In Which My Life Resembles A Benetton Ad

The Flower had a Hannah Montana party last night. (Said party drove me and The Boy out to see Baghead, so expect a review of that later.)

Her invitees were two next-door neighbors–the one on the left being black, the one on the right being hispanic–and a girl from her basketball team, whose mother is Muslim enough to wear a hijab. The flower, by contrast, is lily-white, though the black girl (who’s quite dark indeed) epitomizes beauty to her.

There’s actually nothing remarkable about that to anyone here.

And it all occurs without any sort of discussion about race whatsoever.

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