Author: Negin Yassini

Diaries of a Persian Mamacita I moved to Los Angeles in August of 1983, at 10, sporting a unibrow, a big nose and a Frida Kahlo mustache. And let me tell you, such aesthetically displeasing features were only exasperated by the fact that I didn't speak a word of English! Flash forward 31 years, with years of trials, joys and turbulences, some good tweezers, wax and a great plastic surgeon, I have now been married for 17 years with two boys 13 and 10, trying to survive and thrive in my dual cultures, as I relish life's moments of bliss and piss!

There is So Much to a Name

May 29, 2015October 3, 2018 Negin Yassini

“What’s in a name that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet”, says our friend Shakespeare. Well, let me tell you friends, acquaintances, and strangers in the street—that means you, rude guy who just passed me, stepping on my dog’s leash. You almost decapitated Read more

Silver

February 25, 2015October 3, 2018 Negin Yassini

I sit atop this ornate stand my shine and luster polluted by cloth and intrusive hand As the layer thickens each time a reminder whispers, you’re that shiny silver … It’s time to be buffed or you’ll be banned I want to sit alone atop this stand with no one Read more