Millennial Latinx Identity
A study on how Latino/Latina/Latinx/Hispanic young people identify themselves. At the end of the survey there is an opportunity to enter your email address if you would like to know the findings of this study.

Hi everyone! If you are Latinx I would love it if you could fill out this survey! This is for a Latinx Studies class at Duke University. You have the option to get emailed about the findings! 


We don’t fit in a Census box, we break the mold

“Growing up Latino meant that your parents had an accent and worked three times as hard as everybody else’s parents, and you were supposed to be the great brown hope.” - John Leguizamo

See more stunning photos and GIFS showing the diversity of latinos here.

I teach a class called ‘Decolonize Your Diet,’ and I talk about the Spaniards arriving in Mesoamerica. One of the first things they tried to change—in addition to religion— was the way people ate. They introduced wheat and tried to make eating bread something that was seen as more valuable than eating corn. They outlawed amaranth, and in South America they outlawed quinoa.

I tell my students to think about how the dominant powers are invested in controlling what their subjects eat, and then to take that concept from the 1500s to our contemporary era and ask themselves, ‘What are the powers that be wanting us to eat right now? Where are all the food subsidies going? How is that influencing what we’re eating? Who’s benefiting and who’s suffering because of that?’ For students, drawing those connections is really powerful, and it gives them a tangible way to analyze relations of power.

The best kind of ladies are random older Latina ladies you run into in public that instantly call you mijo and treat you like a sobrino or something even though they don’t know you. They’re so full of love. They’re like everyone’s tia. I hope I never get too old that they stop seeing me that way.


And here it is–I double majored in Spanish and Chicana/o Studies graduating Cum Laude from UCLA. 10 years later and I finally have my diploma. Being a mortuary school dropout, to being in community college on and off for six years, losing my grandmother, being in a toxic relationship where I was told I focus too much on my education, and owing almost a grand in fees to UCLA, it’s finally in my hands and I literally cried. It’s so surreal cause I never believed this day would happen. Thank you to everyone who actually supported me on this decade long journey.