A menarche party? I think I'll pass.
In situations like this, I try to imagine what I'd do if I had a daughter myself, seeing that my own adolescence happened more than two decades ago. Okay, first off, I have a real problem with the identifying feature of womanhood bleeding every month (or pregnancy, for that matter). You're a woman if you identify as such.
Is this a joke?
I have to second what a few of the commenters already said: this veers a little too closely to appropriating the experience of actual biracial, or multi-ethnic people. (The author doesn't identify as a biracial person.) I don't like telling people their experiences aren't valid (and lord knows I've had to answer the "What are you?" question more than once in my life), but this post makes me a extremely uncomfortable.
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