Writing on identity, motherhood, and the small absurdities of an immigrant life in America.
Based in the Washington, DC area. Wife, mother, yoga teacher, and a guitar student who is still very much a beginner.
“Her essays are humorous by instinct, but they don’t look away from what’s underneath.”
Mimi writes personal essays and creative nonfiction shaped by growing up between two cultures — the daughter of immigrants, then a mother herself, watching the same questions of belonging show up in a new generation. Her work takes on race, identity, and culture, and the news of the day as it lands on an ordinary household.
She lives in the Washington, DC area, where she’s a wife, a mother, and a yoga teacher — and, more recently, an aspiring guitar player, much to her family’s patient amusement.
A running thread of themes she returns to — funny, personal, and rarely just about one thing.
A lifelong tally of a question that never gets easier to answer, or funnier to field at a dinner party.
What it means to pass down a culture your own child is already editing.
Trying to breathe through a headline, and mostly failing, and writing about it instead.
A running shelf — books currently open on the nightstand.
No book to sell yet, no event to promote — just new essays, sent occasionally, straight from the DC suburbs.