This memoir is Mira Jacobs life experience growing up as a dark skinned Indian woman in America. From teenage years and childhood to 911, Obama being elected, and finally, with Trump being elected.

It is sometimes quite funny, especially when it’s focused on conversations with her family members and, specifically, her son. The tone shifts when it talks about racism and other prejudice, privilege (especially passing in white spaces), but it always feels well balanced.

It is also very nuanced, I found. In very short order the conversations are reduced to the embodiment of specific points of view on various subjects. It’s really, really well done.

The art style is going to be polarizing, I think. It uses a mix of stock art photography and black and white artwork for characters for most conversations. Sometimes actual pictures are used, and that’s when it’s at its best. Childhood pictures and other things lend those sections to have a scrapbook feel. But it also minimizes the presentation of the rest of the book, unfortunately.

Overall, though, this is a very unique memoir. Never read anything quite like it, especially in both it purely being conversations with others, as well as the visual style. Excellent stuff!