I’ve wanted to write something about the American Dream for a long time now. My parents are the embodiment of the pursuit of something greater, and it brings me to tears almost every time I think about how much we went through. I seldom talk about this, but I’ll always resonate with the dirty, squatting folks living in cubicles in Chinatown more so than I do the boujie, penthouse-living fashionistas of Madison Avenue. Never forget your roots…