It seems like all converts wait for the day when they won't stand out. I've always been a stand-out kind of person (and I generally like it), but I'm amazed that I get happy at the idea of blending in somewhere. Aka, being mistaken for a born Jew. Unfortunately, this goal is less likely for Jews of color because of the American Jewish community's insistence on white/Askenazi-by-default. Being a redhead can make me stand out in American communities, but like many Jews of color have said, this is all TOTALLY different in Israel. I fit in, and there were even a LOT of people who looked like me! It was amazing. Talk about really feeling like you've come home!
Well, back to my smallish town with an even smaller Jewish community: I was shopping for a new purse in Target, wearing my frummiest ankle-length jean skirt when I hear a curious, "Excuse me" behind me. When I turned around, what do I discover but our Chabad rebbetzin! I don't know her very well, but after the mutual recognition and some laughing, she tells me that she hadn't recognized me from behind and was going to ask me if I'm Jewish! FTW! And from a chassid, none the less! (I don't know if there's a female version of the word chassid.) I was unabashedly proud of myself. I passed.
And about 30 minutes later, I realized that this whole episode proves that I am a nutter.