unpacking the creaminess

The reason I asked if anyone would ever consider my skin "creamy" is because of a kinky party invitation, which included the concept of "so we can see your blood flowing across your creamy skin." I observed that the message I received was that the default party participant was not a person of color, and that, as a result, this was not welcoming to me. (I also observed that it's rare for "creamy" to be used to describe a man's skin, so this was implying that the bottoms would be white women.)

This did not go over well.

I am a nasty, squee-harshing, over-sensitive PC sort, who misjudges people, because everyone knows that "creamy skin" always means "smooth-textured," not "light-colored," and I'm just mean mean mean for asking people to think about their phrasing.

You know... I'm okay with that.

I do like the Seattle kink/radical sexuality community, but sometimes they are so damned thoughtlessly white that I can't stand it. A few months ago, someone expressed reservations about a kimono/geisha/tea ceremony party, and got the same sort of "You're too PC; you're no fun!" bullshit.

I dithered about leaving this public, but you know, shit sometimes can become fertilizer if exposed to the air.