Her skin was white, like:

a dead squid leeched of all its colour
a sad hairless cat on a cold day
congealed porridge after you’ve left for work
the dregs of a French vanilla-flavoured diet milkshake
sunscreen on a warm day
a freshly-peeled raw potato
the over-bright lighting in a US Kmart
unpatterned disposable kitchen towel
a sun-deprived plant
a pot of clag left overturned on the kindy table
a raw prawn

Stephanie Lai on sad ways to describe white people.

My current SEKRIT PROJECT has, “Her skin is the uncooked pork-bun pale of people from the south”.