10 Mixed Heritage People on What Being Latinx Means to Them
“Go back to where you came from,” the older boy in my middle school gym class said to me one day. His offhand comment surprised me; I had been at my new school for a few months and we’d never really spoken before. Classes were small, there were maybe 100 kids in the whole school, and, up until that moment, no one had been rude to me. But I could count the non-white students on one hand, and the fact that I was one of them seemed to be what made me the target of that one white boy's insults.
This was the first time I realized I was Mexican.
I grew up in an unusual family setting. My mom is white and my dad is half-Mexican, half-French. For personal reasons, my father was not in my life and my mom remarried a Korean-American man and had two part Korean-American children. I spent nearly half a decade of my life being raised in Japan and have bounced around from California to Texas to Maine in a matter of years. You could say I’ve been identity-confused for a majority of my life. I wasn’t Korean-American, although I was raised with certain aspects of the culture and two Korean-American siblings. I didn’t fit in with the white kids because my dark features and almond-shaped eyes confused them. But, until that boy told me to go back to where I came from (which, to be honest, I thought he meant Texas at the time), I didn’t realize I was Mexican.
When I moved back to California, it was truly the first time I felt I had found Latinidad. When no one else would ask me to sit with them, the Mexican girls in my gym class opened their tables to me. Every day, we’d meet at the same five or so tables, piling our black book bags high and rushing off to stand in the lunch line. Spanish flew about and, although I couldn’t speak the language with them, they always made me feel like I belonged. They taught me about gold hoops and red lipstick, they inspired me to trade in my Converse for some black Doheny Vans. To this day, several of them are some of my closest friends. As we entered high school, they were patient with me when I asked questions, shared their favorite recipes, and invited me to family fiestas I didn’t know I needed to feel like I belonged.
Having grown up with little attachment to my identity as a mixed heritage Latinx person, it was these people who helped me rethink the lenses with which I viewed my connection to la raza. I didn’t need to speak Spanish to be considered Latinx. I didn’t need a love of Marc Anthony or Selena. I didn’t need gold hoops and red lipstick. I didn’t need a seasonal slathering of Vicks or chicken doused in Sazón Goya. None of that would make me Latinx.
As I’m still learning today, there’s no one way to be Latinx — and for mixed heritage people, defining what it means to be Latinx can take years to figure out. For some, being Latinx means preventing others from putting their culture in a box. For others, being Latinx means defining your own identity while honoring their multicultural backgrounds. Below, Teen Vogue spoke with 10 Latinx people on their definition of what it means to be Latinx as a mixed heritage person and how they came to define their identity for themselves.