Black men think black women dating white men
Way back in the late ‘80s, Pitt dated singer Sinitta (what is a Sinitta?), but supposedly the two didn’t last because of long-distance issues.
Even fewer can say with conviction that they trust a Black woman in either a business or personal relationship.White women range from those so intrigued by black men that it veers into fetish to those so reluctant to date black men that it feels more racist than preference-driven.These are generalizations, of course, but they are attitudes that I've personally encountered. Black women have told me it's because I'm a sellout.The white men who can get past the mental anguish of my black penis tarnishing "their" women think I'm making some latent admission that their race has the most attractive women.Maybe that’s why it’s so surprising, or dare I say, exciting, when you find out that someone with heavy Hollywood clout is courting a black woman.
But you’d be surprised to find that a number of high profile figures of the whiter persuasion in music and film have a track record of dating, are currently dating, have dated, and love them some sistahs. Brad Pitt One of the sexiest men alive (People’s words not mine, though I don’t disagree) has dated a couple of black women in Hollywood, and both were surprises in my book.
Upon the beginning of “Brangelina” Givens said in 2007 that she doesn’t find Brad to be that fascinating.
In simpler terms, he’s not all that, yet he was all that when they were dating. Pitt and Sinitta pre-Brad’s fame Pitt and Givens Chris Noth Noth, best known for his work on “Law & Order: Criminal Intent,” “The Good Wife” and of course “Sex and the City,” (you know that face!
If you look at many black men in Hollywood, sports, music or hell, just the black men in the world around you, you’ll find that a lot of them have dated white women, and done so proudly–which they should, it’s your life, and it’s a free country.
But on the opposite end of the color spectrum, there aren’t many white Hollywood men you can think of off the top of your head running around snapping photos arm-in-arm with African-American women.
Yeah, I’ll admit I secretly talk about Aunt Peaches’ nasty potato salad and her corenting roaches.