Mom Was a Brown-Skinned Asian Migrant. She Was Also Racist. Now What?

The dirty little secret of my New American family

That’s her on the left. She loved sunglasses. And me. And whiteness. All photos taken/owned by the author.

Both sides of my family, the white one but especially the Southeast Asian one, are going to freak when they see that title. However, since my mom went to the great Gucci outlet in the sky a few years ago, there is no one here to throw a massage sandal at my head…