No one likes to be the odd woman out, but sometimes it’s unavoidable. Your moment may come when your friends want to go retro and do a roller rink outing, and you never learned to skate. It might be on the eve of a new Jill Scott album’s release; everyone you know is beside themselves with anticipation, so you don’t mention you were over her two albums ago. Your coworkers decide on a working lunch at a steakhouse; you’re vegan.
Point is: it happens. There’s no accounting for taste, and sometimes yours run contrary to those of everyone else you know.
In my case, my odd-woman-out moments often center around my lack of excitement about popular black celebrity crushes. You’d be amazed at the flak I catch for not finding certain actors and singers attractive.
Ever been there? If so, you’re familiar with the widened eyes, dramatic gasps, and sidelong glances you get when you confess that you’re not feeling a dude who, according to your friends, is genetically predisposed to make you swoon.
Here are my picks: