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Endings are an edge
Endings are an edge—small slivers of time when we are broken open and vulnerable, straddling the space between death and new life. We don’t look forward to endings, don’t want to...
Endings are an edge
Endings are an edge—small slivers of time when we are broken open and vulnerable, straddling the space between death and new life. We don’t look forward to endings, don’t want to...
Everything might not be ok
“I really think there’s a lot of potential here.” I perked up at the comment from the director of our production house as we chatted about Mixed over coffee. His tone,...
Everything might not be ok
“I really think there’s a lot of potential here.” I perked up at the comment from the director of our production house as we chatted about Mixed over coffee. His tone,...
Don't Quit.
My apartment has become a mini warehouse—hundreds of boxes have taken over the space where my coffee table belongs and racks of clothing line the living room.
Don't Quit.
My apartment has become a mini warehouse—hundreds of boxes have taken over the space where my coffee table belongs and racks of clothing line the living room.
On the Edge
So often the conversation about mixedness is about the burden of not fitting in. But in the discomfort of nonconformity there is...
On the Edge
So often the conversation about mixedness is about the burden of not fitting in. But in the discomfort of nonconformity there is...
BTS of our S21 Collection: Emerge
Mixed’s debut apparel collection, Emerge, is here. It’s hard to believe that the collection started out with just a few rough sketches. With the initial design concepts in hand, I ventured out...
BTS of our S21 Collection: Emerge
Mixed’s debut apparel collection, Emerge, is here. It’s hard to believe that the collection started out with just a few rough sketches. With the initial design concepts in hand, I ventured out...
We’re not half, halfies, or hapas
We’re not a quarter or three-fourths or any other arbitrary fraction of our identities.
We’re not half, halfies, or hapas
We’re not a quarter or three-fourths or any other arbitrary fraction of our identities.