"When I close my eyes and imagine what I look like, I'm completely different. I imagine myself as a Native American in a canoe with a papoose around my neck and sitting alongside my warrior husband, my long black hair gliding through the water, my bow and arrow poised to shoot us some dinner. (Then) I see my light hair and light eyes and it freaks me out, like, "Where's my inner Native American? Who took my canoe?'"