"Do you use cream to make your skin so white?"
"Why are you not married? Indian girls marry at like 21. By the next time you come here, we expect you to be married and have four babies. We will hold them and sing them a lullaby."
A little girl at school today commented on how much she likes my sleeves. I am dying laughing even as I write this. I went home and actually looked in the mirror. My dress has puffy sleeves, sparkly flowers, and sequins. I for some reason have not really thought about what clothes I am wearing here. There is no chance I would ever wear this in the U.S. It took her pointing it out for me to actually think about it. But apparently they like it, so "When in Rome..."
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