When you Tell Me I am a “Hot-Blooded Latin Lover” in Bed…
…I feel like strangling you. Is that hot-blooded?
Is that micro-aggression on your part or mine?
It’s a stereotype of the “Spanish” girl since Bizet’s Carmen that we are hyper-sexual, passionate, stormy, overly dramatic and really quite a handful in the sack.
I of course would not like to be tarred with that brush. I’d like to just be a “person”. Is that OK?
However, I will admit that we Mexican girls have our own prejudices in this arena. We do actually buy into this stereotype of ourselves in comparison to white women — whom we imagine to be “cold.” That’s the word we use. White women are perceived by us as less emotional, less affectionate, more in their heads and less in their bodies. More prudish maybe, I’m not sure. And they don’t know how to use their hips when they dance or fuck, according to this mythology.
We know how to use our hips.
So how can we complain about being stereotyped as “hot blooded” when we actually stereotype the hegemon as “cold-blooded?”
I guess it’s because the hegemon is in power and we’re the subordinate ethnic group, so we can complain.
