Growing up “racially ambiguous” meant I saw NO ONE in media that looked like me, and sparse representation of Filipino or Black people in mainstream media. Showing my kids movies now and hearing their giggles when the main character looks like them brings tears to my eyes. I spent so much of my youth wishing I was blonde, white, thin— you name it— because I thought I would be worth MORE if I was what was on every billboard, magazine cover and TV show.
It's a well-known fact that I was inspired by my daughter to start Mosaic the Label. But what might not be so well-known is that my biggest reason to keep going is her as well.
For some of us, names are just names. It’s a word that other people call us by, a word by which we’re known to the world. Your name might be something familiar like Sam, Jennifer, Chloe, or David, but sometimes, it may be something that raises people’s eyebrows like Ruòxī or Aapikka.
