The United Colors of Pastyton.
Apparently I have been living a lie. I’ve walked around nearly 26 years now proclaiming I was “Irish and German.” In fact, this is not so true.
Irish and German, indeed, but apparently I am also hardcore English (fitting), Italian (liar!) and French (quoi?).
The Italians are from Capri, and married into some French/English chicks, and hence the red-haired relatives were brought into the mix.
So, I guess this makes the fact I am so damn white all the more perplexing and the reasoning for my faux-British accent being so craptacular all the more inexcusable. Dammit all.
