I am fairly dark.
We would have a family reunion, and all my cousins were blonde with blue eyes.
I asked my Grandmother how I could be dark and my cousins were all so fair.
She told me that the Vikings would kidnap the Gypsy princesses and bring them home and marry them.
She told me that I was royalty.
I was descended from a Viking Prince and a Gypsy Princess.
I guess this explains why I like sailing and stealing silver candle holders.
;^)
I like how your grandmother handled the question.
Hubs is so dark that when he is suited up for work (hair net, jacket, face shield, face mask) and all you can see brown eyes and a little bit of tanned face, he’s had visitors to the plant ask if he can speak English.
Most of his background is Swiss and Austrian, so maybe he’s kinda Turk/Gypsy-ish too.
My immediate family are all tall, blonde and blue eyed and fair.
I’m small, tawny, green-eyed and auburn.
My mother swears that Gypsies took her real baby and left me in her stead.
[in reality, I look like the Welsh part of the family but that’s some kinda crazy throwback, right there]
/Changeling