I lost my mother when I was young. So women like Michelle Kwan, Tara Lipinski, and Sasha Cohen taught me about femininity and fierceness.
I felt humiliated singing a song about honor when I could only feel shame. As I stood in yellowface, I had finally fulfilled my quest to become white.
The truth is, not everyone can be famous and unless you were born with a famous last name, getting into show business isn’t always walk in the park. In the eyes of the decision makers of the entertainment industry, you’re essentially a needle in a haystack looking to get your big break just like everyone […]
Skating was for graceful girls, pretty girls. Girls with money. Not a girl like me.
“He traced my spine. It turned out to be curvy, a little snake made of bones.”
The day-to-day negotiation I faced as a mixed-race woman made me resist the idea that classifying myself and my body was the only way to get my music heard.
“The first set of clubs arrived when I was seven, cotton candy-colored in pink and blue.”
On inherited traumas and joys in an immigrant family, and swimming as an antidote to despair.
“I run to silence the voices that haunted my brother and sister.”
“Flying into Putin’s Russia on a tourist visa with my soccer gear hadn’t seemed utterly daft.”