Read Me on The Relationship Blogger: Of Anthropologists and Saviors
“I’ve met many men, but there are two types I meet most often: The Anthropologist and The Savior.
“The first sees me as a sensual beauty. My olive skin and big, brown eyes are exotic. My “beauty” is noted. I should model. And is it true that Lebanese women are wild in bed? The Anthropologist is often sexist. A cultural saveur. An asshole in clothing just waiting to take mine off. He wants to plummet my depths, discover me like I’m a new land, plant his flag pole in me and stake his claim, then write an ethnography about his native experience.
“These men have been approaching me since I was 10. I was a specimen. These men still approach me.”
