miscellaneous

The first call came on Thursday morning. My friend (and Kickstarter backer) Amelia told me that the leather strap had fallen off the bag I had just sent her. I told her I’d send another one to her, and asked her to keep the broken bag for me so I could show it to my […]

I was not a girly girl growing up. I resisted my mom’s attempts to dress me in skirts and pink, and was so pissed when I came home from a school retreat to find that she had redecorated (with the best of intentions) my room in pale green stripes and pink cabbage roses. My goal

My parents got married in 1974. My mom was three months pregnant with me, and was almost a decade older than my dad, but that’s not what made their marriage unusual. What made their relationship different in 1974 was that my dad is African American and my mom is Filipina. Loving v. Virginia, the Supreme

I’m back from a week in LA. Being away from my San Francisco apartment always makes me appreciate it – and all the little details that make my place home – more.

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