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Hello my name is Gina and I am Japanese, Italian, and Spanish.

I was always proud to be Hapa but my mother who is also Hapa was never proud to admit she was anything but Italian.

I grew up always being told to just say that I’m Italian or Spanish; never Japanese. As I got older and started making friends who were full Asian or Hapa it became easier for me to admit that I was Japanese and I became so proud of who I am.

It was very hard to be Hapa because most of my friends were either 100% Spanish or 100% white… I felt like I didnt really fit in. Read More

I have always embraced my Hapa heritage, and fortunately I have never faced any real challenges because of my ethnicity.

My Dad’s side of the family is from Hawaii, and as you can imagine being hapa over there is not uncommon.

My Mother’s side of the family is from the Philadelphia region, so culturally I am all over the place.

Usually people who are one hundred percent Asian have a hard time believing that I am part Korean, while others can usually tell. Read More

Born in Kyoto Japan, moved then to Italy when I was ten. I worked in the UK for 10 years, so feel also a little adopted British.

Sometimes I travel for work but not hectic jet style, I like to stay in a place to understand it well. I love cities and landscapes.

Identity is always our curse, but now as adult I think you are where you live, what you breathe, what you eat, who you meet, are your family. Read More

Hey fellow Hapas! My name is Naomi, I’m from Northern California, but am going to film school in Southern California.

I just started my own t-shirt business, 6º of Hapa, it’s been fun and I’ve received really positive feedback (even non-Hapas have been buying them)!

My mom is Japanese-American and my dad is Caucasian (Italian, Irish, and Scottish, though the Scottish is not totally confirmed). Read More

Raised by my Vietnamese grandmother, I always associated myself as being just Vietnamese.

I spoke fluent Vietnamese and could read and write it. It was not until I got older that people really started to question what I was.

For the first time, I realized how unique I am. I am like no one else I know. I am me, Hapa.

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