There was a time when I was obsessed with being pale and came close to making positive value associations with fair-skin/dark-hair that I feel shame for now. It was just pathetic self-servitude.
I guess I could call it a 'goth' phase, but I didn't really like goth music or culture, just the sleek black attire. This was around 1999-2002
Not only did this phase affect my diet and lifestyle, but it also inspired a few fairness-fanatic verses.
This one is probably the most inspired. It is now 1 out of 54 in the Helium 'Jealousy' category, but, the others there are embarrassingly amateurish, so I have far from let the rating go to my head.
It is more just a pretty cool place to hang a poem which I am craft-wise a little proud of, that represents sentiments I no longer have, but which are going strong in the world.
A Fairy Made of Snow and an Elf of Cream
Cheers!
