

Mexico Beyond the Beaches
When I was younger and would tell my friends that we were going to Mexico for Christmas, they would say things like, "Oh that's not fair! I'm so jealous!" But I was always quick to reassure them that it really wasn't that cool. We wouldn't be staying at a resort next to a beach, where I'd lounge around in a swimming suit, drinking (virgin) margaritas and reading my book all day. We'd be staying in the middle of a dusty city, with potholes for roads and hot or cold (depending


My Dad Is not a Bad Hombre
Remember that time the U.S. president said Mexico is sending all their worst people, like rapists and other criminals? I took that personally. Because my dad is one of those Mexicans. But he is NOT what President Trump calls them: a "bad hombre." Though he thinks it's funny to play up to the stereotype sometimes. Like when my sis was leaving for a date 😏 If you've read my bio (Confessions of a White Half-Mexican) then you already know that I look 0% Mexican. I had more than