In case you’re unfamiliar with my blog, I’m an author of AMXF (Asian Man, Other [race] Female) romance. I myself am a white woman from the US and have always been attracted to Asians. People ask me why, and I genuinely don’t know the answer. All I know is that the first time I ever felt a tingle “down there” was at the age of 10, when I saw totally hunky bad-ass Jet Li in Lethal Weapon 4. Could it be that I spent a formative period of my life living in a neighborhood where there were a lot of Asians and my best friends were Vietnamese, Filipino and Chinese? Maybe. Or maybe it’s just that I never heard the all-too-common poisonous rhetoric that paints Asian men as impotent geeks- at least not until I moved to a predominantly white city, where jokes about Asian penis size were considered harmless.
Despite knowing from a fairly young age that I preferred Asians, I have to admit that I dated far fewer Asian men than I would have liked to- 2 to be exact, one of whom is now my husband. There are a few reasons why, the main being that I was led to believe that Asian guys had no interest whatsoever in a girl like me. You see, I’ve always been a little bit curvy, with wide hips and a round butt. I already had body image issues as a teenager since I couldn’t conform to the blonde, skinny Paris Hilton aesthetic that was the zeitgeist of sexiness in the early 2000′s. When I was 16, I went out to eat dim sum with my aunt and her Taiwanese friend (let’s call her C.) As we sat waiting for the shumai cart to come around, C noticed me checking out a group of Chinese guys.
C: Oh, you think they’re handsome?
C: Well, if you want an Asian boyfriend then you better lose weight. They only like skinny girls, not fat American girls.
I looked around and thought to myself that she was probably right. After all, none of those guys had chubby girlfriends. The women they were with were all slender, and all Asian. Looking back, I can only wonder what issues C was dealing with to say something like that to a young girl, but I also realize how wrong she was. The problem is that I believed her, and I never bothered to show any outward interest in my Asian crushes for fear of being rejected.
When I met my husband, we were both working in Japan, and my first thought was that he probably wasn’t into me. I assumed he was more interested in dating the petite local ladies, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. To this day, my husband frets whenever I threaten to go on a diet, and holds on to my 40-inch hips like it’s the last life jacket on the Titanic. It wasn’t until I met him that I truly understood that just like any other group of men, Asian men’s tastes are diverse. Some do prefer a svelte runway model type, while others binge on BBW porn.
The reason I’m writing this is because I want the world to know that there are no real boundaries separating Asian Men and Non-Asian Women other than those invented by people who take offense to the two mixing. There is far more mutual interest between the two parties than most people seem to realize. That’s also why I love what I do for a living; I get to show my readers that their fantasy can just as easily become a reality for them if they are willing to put their preconceived notions aside and put themselves out there. So, if you’re a Western girl or an Asian guy reading this, understand that your chances of being in an amazing AMXF relationship are not lower than with other races. Spread the AMXF gospel! Hallelujah!