My wife is Puerto Rican. I don't know if that had anything to do with it though. I think my mother just hated that I was going to leave the house. She wanted me to get married and live in the basement. She's psychotic.Well, that stinks. Parents need to advise their children but not be a nusiance if the choice is not what they like.
My first serious girlfriend was Mexican (and quite dark skinned), I got no end of nonsense about that from my parents
(though my father joked he wanted first night rights, which I did not find funny AT ALL).
She dumped me for a Mexican boy.
So, just to spite my parents, I married an Indian girl 10 years later (though she was not quite so dark skinned).