Greetings from Hanoi and the continent of my immigrant parents! I am deep in the land of selfie sticks and fantastic food. After only one whole day in Asia, it’s already obvious. This trip takes me far beyond my comfort zone. And I will be better for it. Already, I feel so, so blessed to be on this journey. It’s …
Vote for Hillary & save America from cheating White boys
More than once, I’ve been involved with men who cheated on me. More than once, I stayed too long and loved too much. There’s a lot of women out there who can relate. We’re a huge voting block in the 2016 presidential election. Yet, where are the fancy experts analyzing our political clout? Then again, who would they interview, if …
Chinese translation of Black Lives Matter issues for Chinese moms & dads #BLM
Some of you might remember my blog post about Black Lives Matter. A lot of you shared this open letter pleading with Chinese American moms to stand with Black moms. But many of you also asked for a Chinese translation. Click HERE for a Chinese translation of my original, open letter to Chinese American moms about Black Lives Matter. Requests for …
Cutting back on sugar is sexy
My struggle to live sugar-free made me a no-fun frump. At least, until recently. I’m starting to see young and sexy millennials waking up to sugar danger. To quote them: Yassss! Imagine what could happen if America’s largest living generation truly reduces its sugar intake. Finally, our consumer culture might start eating, drinking and partying in healthier ways. At the moment, …
Asian mom finds her lost tribe at Afropunk festival
Getting beyond my comfort zone usually leads to great discoveries. Which is why I went to Brooklyn yesterday for a shot of edgy, stylish, Afro-centric inspiration. The 12th annual Afropunk music festival was such a unique, satifying experience! People showed up making the most wildly creative fashion statements. Food trucks and kiosks served deliciousness. Of course, there were terrific bands and …
How my Asian mom made me nuts: a love story
Mothers get blamed for everything. So if you want to know why I turned out this way, just look at my mom. She was a diva in denial who did and said crazy things. Figuring out where she ends and I begin has become my life’s work. If she hadn’t left this world in 2010, she would’ve been celebrating her …