I lead diversity initiatives at Pandora. Every day, I have the privilege to help a beloved company reflect the diversity of its listeners, artists, and local communities.
I'm a self-proclaimed diversity geek who spends 90% of her time thinking about how to use tech as a vehicle to drive equality. I'm a frequent contributor to topics related to diversity in tech and I've been featured at SXSW, on NPR, and in Al Jazeera.
Prior to Pandora, I worked at Facebook. I am also the cofounder and curator of Thick Dumpling Skin and the former publisher of Hyphen magazine.
THICK DUMPLING SKIN
Thick Dumpling Skin is a community forum dedicated to discussing body image issues and eating disorders in the Asian American community. In February 2011, after writing about my unhealthy quest for thinness in an issue of Hyphen, I cofounded the site with actress Lynn Chen. In April 2013, Lynn and I were profiled in Marie Claire magazine. That same year, we were also honored with About Face's Embody Award (Rashida Jones is the 2014 honoree).
From 2008 - 2011, I was the publisher of Hyphen magazine, an award-winning Asian American arts, culture, and politics print magazine + website. I joined the organization in 2007 and doubled the organization's annual budget through development and fundraising efforts that I implemented and supervised. During that same period, Hyphen also doubled its readership.
Prior to joining Pandora, I was an early employee of Facebook and worked on user operations, product operations, and diversity programs (all while running Hyphen). At Facebook, I launched & chaired the AAPIs @ Facebook employee resource group.
Lee is a dynamic speaker and facilitator on social media marketing. She
has a remarkable compassion for helping people in underserved
communities understand the power of new technologies... Lisa is a thought leader of her
generation." - Janice L., Development and Communications Director, Urban Solutions
"Thought Lisa from Pandora was the only panelist that really dug deep to push us on assumptions and the staid programs we've been doing in the past." - Anonymous
Partial list of where I've spoken:
SXSW Interactive '15
UNCF's Social Innovations Summit '14
Udemy's An evening of HR Innovation: How to Foster Workplace Diversity '14
Organization of Chinese Americans National Convention '13
We also talk about ways to stay positive and be kind to ourselves. Send us your tips and tricks via an email or a voice memo - and please! Leave us a rating/review on iTunes. You can also share your story via writing, music, poetry, photography, art, or whatever you want.
I’ve been sitting on this email for some time now and finally getting a chance to finish it. First, I’m really enjoying the podcast. I appreciate how honest the both of you and your guests have been. It’s also AWESOME to have a podcast by and for Asian Americans. It’s so hard to find podcasts that I can relate to when it comes to overall health and wellness.
Anyhow, I’m writing because I’ve been feeling compelled to ever since listening to the podcast.
I generally consider myself a healthy person and most folks around me also would say the same. Although I’m not as fit and strong as I once was several years ago. I was probably my fittest between 2010 - 2014. Some people considered it fit and to some I was just too thin. Back then I had a lot more time to have a consistent yoga practice and do Crossfit regularly. I’ve gained a significant amount of weight since 2014 and although it was a gradual weight gain it was noticeable. Again, some people thought it was a healthy weight gain and others had not so nice things to say even if they subtly dropped comments. Some of the comments were from family and I’ve learned to not get too worked up with that but it’s still never fun to hear. There are definitely days where I am more comfortable with the weight gain than others. I do find myself feeling nervous about seeing people I haven’t seen for a long time since the weight gain would probably be most noticeable to them. Luckily most folks were never concerned with that but it’s a process I go through in my own head.
I’m currently 26 weeks pregnant now and boy is that another level of conversations and comments. Again, it’s wow you put on how much weight or you’re not putting on enough. I’m less concerned with the weight issue right given my priority is to have a healthy pregnancy. My biggest takeaway from this process so far is how will I be a body positive role model for my child regardless if the baby is a boy or a girl (we are waiting to find out). I want to set a good example for the kid as they grow into their own little person so that they feel confident and comfortable in handling these issues. Because the reality is that we can only control so much of the external environment and it’ll be up to us, my spouse and I, to support our child and model a positive relationship with their body.
Thanks again for creating a space for these conversations.
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Growing up with a sister a year apart had it’s ups and downs. We were always compared on every level. Mostly on academics and good-looks. I failed on the good-looks department. We had very different eating habits and metabolism (mine was completely damaged due to erratic cycles of deprivation and bingeing).
Growing up, I was always the chubby one hiding behind my books while my sister was the skinny fashionista with the camera. I accepted this. I decided brains were better than looks anyway. I continued to get chubbier and chubbier. I somehow felt in control because I “chose” to identify myself as the chubby one. But it still hurt and my parents continued to give me “constructive criticism” daily, in hopes that I would change. The pressure only lead me to eat more.
In a last stitch effort, my parents restricted the sweets that entered the home and would cut me off saying “that’s enough” in my attempts for second helpings.
For years I would hear comments both direct and indirect saying that I should “slow down,” “you got fat,” join a gym, stop eating sweets, PORTION CONTROL, etc. But somehow the comments that affected me the most would be the compliments given to my sister. Because let’s face it, when you’re slim EVERYTHING looks good on you. I would hate going dress shopping, bathing suit shopping or any form of shopping with her. Because my body would always be compared to hers. My shopping experience would always be compared to her. It would take one fitting room visit for her to score an adorable outfit. But it would take me several trips to the fitting room until I found something halfway decent that could cover my big arms, pudgy belly and muscular calves.
I’ve gone through phases of some severe dieting and excessive exercise regimes. They were of course very effective, but never long lasting. Twice I got down to the “ideal” weight and size. The funny thing is when I dropped the weight, everyone treated me differently. I heard more compliments and more people wanted to take selfies with me. It was almost reflex to scurry out of a photo when my cousins were doing their little photoshoots (lol).
It was a strange feeling. I was happy and satisfied with my appearance. But I knew there was absolutely no way it would be permanent. I didn’t like what I was doing to by body. It looked good, yes. But I knew I was harming myself on every level. My outside appearance didn’t match my inside. I didn’t love myself. They say discipline is good for the body and soul. But I felt like I was punishing my body. I was forcing a fat-kid into a skinny mold. These persistent thoughts were enough to make me feel like it wasn’t worth it. So, like every pro-yo-yo-dieter. I gained the weight back. I’d like to say I’m at a better place with my insecurities. But that would be false, I still compare myself to my former slim self and to others. My ears still perk up at very subtle hint to my need to be slimmer. Although I’m not 100% happy with my body (not sure if I ever will be) I am happy with the life I lead and how I live. My thoughts and efforts are not wasted with the number on the scale.
“The reason why Asian brands would want to use foreign models is that
there’s pressure to compete with foreign brands. They want to minimize
their visual gap and solidify their positioning,” says Taeil Park,
former Fashion Editor at GQ Korea. “It’s less about how
‘better-looking’ foreign models may be than Asian models. It’s more
about competing with these foreign brands, and wanting to be seen as the
same kind of quality brand.” Labels representative of this type are
Wooyoungmi, Juun.J, and O’2nd, who sell to Western doors like Barneys,
Bergdorf Goodman, and Saks Fifth Avenue. In such stores, they are
physically merchandized alongside DKNY, Maje, Opening Ceremony, Vivienne
Westwood, Lanvin, Calvin Klein, Ami Paris…And their models are? Mostly
We’re doing something a little different with this podcast episode - as part of ERC’s first ever Eating Recovery Day on May 3rd, we are answering this question: “If you could go back and talk to yourself at the beginning of your recovery journey, what would your wiser self say to your younger self?”
Find out how other bloggers are responding to this question this week on their sites:
Day 1, Monday, April 25th — Karla Mosley is a NEDA Ambassador who speaks out about her recovery from an eating disorder. She’s also an actress on the TV show The Bold and the Beautiful. Karla will be writing on the NEDA blog.
Day 2, Tuesday, April 26th — Brian Cuban is an authority on body dysmorphic disorder, male eating disorders, and addiction. He is the author of Shattered Image as well as the upcoming book The Addicted Lawyer. Check out Brian’s blog here.
Day 3, Wednesday, April 27th — Nikki DuBose is Volunteer Director of Project HEAL’s Southern California chapter. In her writing and speaking engagement, Nikki talks about her experience of overcoming trauma and an eating disorder. Her upcoming memoir is titled Washed Away: From Darkness to Light. Nikki will post a blog on Project Heal’s blog and her own site.
Day 4, Thursday, April 28th — Jenni Schaefer is our very own National Recovery Advocate at ERC’s Family Institute. She is also Chair of NEDA’s Ambassadors Council and has authored the books Life Without Ed, Almost Anorexic, and Goodbye Ed, Hello Me. Jenni Schaefer will post on her blog.
Day 5, Friday, April 29th — That’s us!
Day 6, Saturday, April 30th — Megan Bartlett speaks out about her recovery from binge eating disorder. Her book is Getting Out of B.E.D.: Overcoming Binge Eating Disorder One Day at a Time. Click here to check out Megan’s blog.
Day 7, Sunday, May 1st —Nancy is the mom of an eating disorder sufferer. Through her advocacy work, Nancy raises awareness of eating disorders and provides support to families, including through her blog, Let’s Get Well Together.
Day 8, Monday, May 2nd — We will be sharing a touching true story here on the Eating Recovery Center blog as a parent of a child who is recovering from an eating disorder shares her experiences, wisdom, gratitude and love.
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Coming from a Taiwanese father and Spanish mother has never been simple at all. Mixed languages, mixed families, and of course, mixed principles, cultures, and values. While one side says something, the other contradicts it. Respect to both sides was instilled in me since the moment I could utter a word, so of course it was difficult to know who exactly to listen to. In come my parents: my father was more easy going than my mother, though both had their moments like every parent, or person, does. Food was always either Chinese or Spanish, or sometimes both, and always one of the main dishes was rice, be it white or a combination of vegetables and rice. Whenever family, of either side, came over, it was always the same wording, just different language: My god you need to lose weight. I found it rather cynical that that’s one of the only common sayings my two sides of the family had. As a kid, I never gave much attention to what they said about me and my sister, because I was more worried about my scooter or watching the new episode of Cat Dog, but now that I’m older, I’m extremely conscious of my weight and anxious of how the world perceives me, especially since it’s not easy for many to digest my mixed ethnic background. I eat, but do I enjoy the food? Not as a person blessed enough to have a meal should, which adds to my anxiety.
During my teens, where bullies and ignorance ran amok in school, I hated both sides of my ethnicity. I would wish my parents would’ve never met, which would then lead to my nonexistence, therefore I wouldn’t be dealing with what I did then. I would be compared to the other Asian girls at school for not being their size and skin tone, and the Hispanic kids would taunt me for my little eyes and strange last name. The teasing was endless, until I got to high school and found two amazing friends, that while they didn’t have mixed blood, they saw me as a human being and accepted me for who I was, which then made it easier to deal with the questions and leering. I’d talk to my parents about it,though they had enough on their plates as it was, but while one told me to ignore them, the other would say, “You come from two amazing backgrounds, hardworking families, and knowing four languages as you do, you have the upper hand and access to places that they may never have.” What did my knowledge of languages do to stop the body issues I was having? Nothing at all. Where did they find the correlation between the two is beyond me. I always wonder, besides me and my older sister, are there any mixed Asians that face the same problem, be it with weight, bullying, or family dynamics, or are we as strange as others make it seem?
Learning to Love Everything You Are with Body-Positivity Activist @mayaraefe
“#MyStory is a series that spotlights inspiring women in the Instagram community. Join the conversation by sharing your own story. To see more of Mayara’s photos, follow @mayaraefe on Instagram.
(This interview was conducted in Portuguese.)
“#MyStory is about loving yourself, your heritage and your body. It’s about survival and having the freedom to be who you are.” —Mayara Efe (@mayaraefe), a body-positivity activist and plus-sized model from São Paulo, Brazil.
“For years, I suffered from depression. As a black, curvy and gay woman, I didn’t fit into any of society’s boxes. I tried to fit in. I tried to lose weight, and every month I tried to straighten my hair. Then, when I still didn’t feel like my life had any great possibilities, I tried suicide. During my recovery from depression, I discovered feminism and realized that I could do anything, regardless of my skin color or weight. I started to post photos that my grandmother would take of me. People began sharing these images, saying I was photogenic and recommending me for modeling jobs. This is how I became a plus-sized model.
I don’t want other girls or women to have to go through the same thing I did in order to learn to love themselves. I learned the hard way that the only way to be happy is to hold your head up high and have the maximum amount of love and respect for yourself.”
Love this message by Mayara.
Podcast 6: I Didn't Know Not Wanting to Know Your Weight Was an Option
First of all, I would like to mention that I am so freaking happy there is a blog about this issue, so thank you so much.
I like fashion. I love fashion. My mom and I have very similar styles in fashion (sometimes) so I like talking about it with her, or talking about the different styles I like. It’s fun. I feel like we’re best of friends when we do that. However, 90% of the time, the conversation would steer to, “CC that’s cute but those only look good on skinny girls. When fat people wear them, it just looks wrong and not as pretty.“
This is basically what I’ve lived with my entire life and I’m 22 years old now. Every time I mention a food I like, she’ll say, “What DONT you like?” or “You like fattening foods” (referencing to the fact that she thinks I’m fat and therefore must like fattening foods). This has caused me to become incredibly cautious in what I say when I express my opinions around my family members: basically, I don’t say anything. Then they think I’m being distant or pessimistic or just being a bitch and giving an attitude because I don’t want to participate in the conversation and family activity. They don’t understand why I hate going shopping with them when I love shopping with my friends. I hate going shopping with them because they’ll start dressing up my sister and complimenting her on how everything looks good on her because she’s young and skinny, then they’ll look at me and go, “Why don’t you choose something?” or “CC it makes me angry that you’re just standing there feeling uncomfortable. That’s why you should lose weight so appa (dad) can buy clothing for you. There’s none in your size so I can’t buy you shit.“
My dad at one point even said to me, "CC, I don’t even take you to dinner invites from my friends because I’m ashamed to show you to my friends. It hurts me that they’ll comment about your weight.” The saddest part is that he said this to be sincere and nice, to encourage me to lose weight, when really all it did was make my depression worse. The most unfortunate thing with my family is that they all do this with good intentions and when those good intentions are stripped to show that they’re actually harmful and wrong, they get angry and upset because “Well you’re fat, so that’s why we say these mean things."
Even writing this down - it makes me want to cry right now, because for them its temporary. It’s just the present situation. For me, I remember that at night, in my sleep, when I wake up, when I go near a clothing store, when I pass a clothing store, when I see another girl in class on her laptop looking through a Forever21 website. It stays with me and they don’t realize how hurtful it is. But when I tell them that, the response is usually, "Well it’s not like what we said wasn’t the truth” or “You know we only say that because we’re worried about your health.” or “If you don’t want to hear that, then why don’t you just lose weight?”
When they say stuff like that, who am I to argue? Who am I to argue to a person who is saying these things for the benefit of my health?
What can i say to that? I say that it still hurts? Then they’ll say to just lose weight. So when I can’t control what I eat, I feel like the only person I can blame is myself for not having enough self control, although i know its more than that. I’m a nutrition science major. I know it’s more than that. I know the proper way to eat, the proper way to exercise. And yet, still, when it comes to myself, I’m at a complete loss. I can tell the truth to others to help them about their body issues and eating styles and yet when it comes to myself, i can’t convince myself the same.
Looking through my old pictures, I was always a chubby faced child with pudgy thighs and a soft belly. To my Chinese parents, I was an adorable baby and toddler with pinchable cheeks and a voracious appetite for their home-cooked meals. They grew up in China during a time of food scarcity and wanted nothing more than to make sure their daughter had enough to eat. My mother fed me hot dogs, french fries, and ice cream to my heart’s content because these were seen as luxuries that only the middle class could afford.
Then puberty hit during middle school, which is when they expected my baby fat to naturally melt off. Except it stayed and was joined by the development of larger hips and thighs. My parents, both naturally thin in their youth, started monitoring my food intake, even going as far as to move the meat dishes closer to my brother’s side at the dinner table, far enough that I had trouble reach it with my eager chopsticks. In high school, when having a car and driving to school became an option, my father offered to buy me a new car if I lost fifteen pounds. They kept driving home the message until I took it upon myself the summer before my freshman year of college to lose weight.
Over the course of 3.5 years, I lost 35 pounds, a considerable amount when you consider my five feet tall frame. Now I hover a little above 100 pounds, a healthy weight to be sure, but I’m forever stuck with an unhealthy mindset. I can’t enjoy food. I hate eating out because I have no idea what’s in the meal I just ordered. Since I’m still tracking every calorie I eat, I despise restaurants that don’t post calorie counts (even though they’re probably wildly inaccurate). When friends want to grab dinner and a drink, I do mental calculations to see if I can still fit in calories from lunch.
I don’t know if this is an eating disorder or just disordered eating, but I can’t say that I’m convinced I’m any healthier than I was when I was 35 pounds heavier. The tracking and pre-planning take up so much of my attention each day, and I’m afraid I’ll be thinking this way until the day I die. There’s no lesson or message to my story, but I do wonder if I’d be this way if my parents hadn’t pushed dieting so much.
I was wondering what you and the community thought about this article. It has been on my mind a lot recently as I see more Asian foods in popular press when I used to get teased for eating “weird Asian stuff.”
Eating disorders historically have been associated with heterosexual, white females, but recent studies are beginning to shed light on the prevalence of eating disorders in all demographics, hopefully helping to eradicate the stigma associated with its sufferers.
Thinking that mixed race people are more attractive?
<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://yoisthisracist.com/post/136125084238/thinking-that-mixed-race-people-are-more">yoisthisracist</a>:</p>
<blockquote><p>Look, I get that your heart is pretty much in the right place, but how about we stop using race as any kind of signifier for attractiveness, it isn’t true, and it’s the basis for all kinds of racist bullshit.<br/></p></blockquote><p></p>
I’m a teen. I’m medically healthy. But inside, I’ve been battling emotional eating, self-hatred, bingeing, the usual lot. It’s been largely triggered by my ballet dancing, which pits my short, muscular Chinese legs against the willowy white archetype. I’m too ashamed to confide in my parents, who for years, I listened to make casual fat jokes about my sister, “the fat one”. I was always “the skinny one”. I hate myself. I hate fat people. I know it’s wrong and unhealthy and terrible, but I’m stuck. I want to quit dancing. My culture denies my mental problems, shames eating disorders.
This body image project asked 11 female and 8 male graphic designers worldwide to photoshop one man’s picture - to represent what would be considered “attractive” in their country.
Fueled in part by the media and popular culture, men around the world may feel even more body image–related pressure than women do – pressure to be stronger or slimmer or more muscular. Our goal with this project is to fuel a revolution: to spark real change about body image, to empower people to prioritize health above appearance, and to promote body confidence around the world.
In 2008 I was going on year 3 of eating disorder therapy, relapsing every week with a binge, followed by anorexic behavior. I hated my body. I hated my career. I blamed my body for failures in show business and my inability to get pregnant. I believed success in both of those realms would make me happy.
I hated my life. I was depressed.
I began writing letters to different parts of my body. They were for nobody to read but myself, until now. They were incredibly helpful for me in my recovery. I’ve decided to publish these letters because my life, 8 years later, couldn’t be more different. My relationship with food has completely changed. I have embraced the decision I’ve made with my husband to never have children. And I consider myself a happy, successful person – yet none of the things I dreamed for myself in 2008 ever came true.
Here I was trying my best to see the light in my darkest times. When I re-read them, I hear the voice of someone I no longer know, someone I’m glad to no longer be. And yet, I’m grateful to her.
You can read the letters over at The Actor’s Diet today, in honor of the last day of NEDAwareness Week.
I’m Korean-American, and I feel a lot of pressure from my community to lose weight. I can’t find a boyfriend because I get so conscious about my appearance that I avoid talking to men altogether. My question is to any of the men who follow this blog, how would you feel if your girlfriend wasn’t thin? Does it really matter as much as my family says it does?
Short answer: No, it shouldn’t matter.
However, I can relate to your situation. As a child of Pilipino immigrants, I’ve had similar experiences dealing with commentary from parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles. They tell me I’m gaining too much weight, yet compliment me on being tall or on having light skin. It’s as if certain physical qualities (which I can’t really control) are things to be proud… or ashamed… of. Not to defend this tradition of body-shaming from family, but I also understand that these beauty standards have come from centuries of western propaganda and residual effects of colonization.
This perception of “beauty” is everywhere we look. And when you come from an immigrant family trying to assimilate and live the “American Dream,” you experience this more than most. We see this in television commercials for home exercise equipment and diet programs. We see this in magazine ads for health clubs and weight loss supplements. And we see this in the cosmetic aisle at the mall, locally and oversees. Although it’s difficult to not let it affect us, being conscious enough not to pass on these type of beliefs to other people you care about is the best solution I could come up with.
As for the pressure of finding a partner, I wouldn’t worry too much about it. It may sound cliché, but there is no rush to get involved. Do what makes you feel good. Do what makes you happy. The rest will fall into place. And if you decide to take steps towards losing weight, do it because you want to, not because you think it’ll please other people. What matters most is that you feel comfortable and confident in your own skin without thinking twice about what others say.
On more of a personal level, my wife and I have known each other since we were little kids. Our fathers were friends back in the Philippines, but we never thought of each other more than just the boy/girl next door. It wasn’t until 20+ years later that we got reacquainted through our mutual friends’ wedding. Nothing was planned. I wasn’t swiping left on a phone app or scoping out the scene at a bar. We weren’t judging each other because of our appearances. If anything, the familiarity and comfort that we brought each other held more stock than our physical attributes. And when I got to learn more about her, the more I fell in love with her her kind heart, her consciousness and her passion for social justice. To me, these are the things that set apart someone who is deemed ‘pretty’ or ‘handsome’ with someone who is beautiful.
I’ll leave you with this thought. Love happens when you least expect it. When you find the right person, you’ll know they’re the right person because they’ll have you feeling like Musiq Soulchild:
“I’ll love you when your hair turns grey, girl. I’ll still want you if you gained a little weight. The way I feel for you will always be the same, just as long as your love don’t change.”
Jerome Atendido (@JeromeAtendido) is an Account Executive at Pandora where he works with local and national advertisers on building their company’s digital marketing campaigns. Prior to Pandora, Jerome has worked at various radio and television stations throughout Northern California, including 106 KMEL, KOFY TV20 and 99.7 NOW.
Jerome is a graduate of San Francisco State University where he majored in Radio and Television, as well as a product of Youth Radio where he was a student and peer teacher. Jerome is married to his best friend Melanie and loves learning how to be a rad dad to their beautiful baby girl, Audre Grace.
Nominate a Champion of Change for Asian American and Pacific Islander Art and Storytelling
Artists and advocates, through their unique channels and distinct platforms, have played a critical role in telling powerful stories, increasing awareness around key AAPI issues, and encouraging diversity and inclusion in all sectors of society. As a part of this year’s AAPI Heritage Month, the White House Initiative on AAPIs will convene AAPI leaders and allies to highlight the accomplishments of AAPI artists and advocates.
In coordination with these efforts, the White House will honor Champions of Change for AAPI art and storytelling who have raised the visibility of diverse AAPI experiences and created dialogue around issues the community faces. The Champions of Change program honors individuals doing extraordinary things to empower and inspire members of their communities.
Nominees may include:
Storytellers who have included and continue to include AAPI characters in their films, television shows, and literature to address pressing issues, including immigration, civil rights, economic opportunity, health, diversity and inclusion, and more;
Poets and spoken word artists who highlight AAPI experiences in their work in order to advance pressing issues, including immigration, civil rights, economic opportunity, health, diversity and inclusion, and more;
Musicians who use music as a tool to bring national attention to issues facing the AAPI community, including immigration, civil rights, economic opportunity, health, diversity and inclusion, and more.
Nominate a Champion of Change by midnight on Wednesday, March 9, 2016. Be sure to select “AAPI Art and Storytelling” as your “Theme of Service” on the nomination form.
We had no idea we’d speak at colleges all across the country…
…and on TV.
We DEFINITELY had no idea Sandra Oh would one day be a fan.
We started this blog because we knew we felt culturally isolated in our body image struggles, and we wanted to find out if that was true. 5 years later, we know for sure we are not alone. Check out the archives to see all that we’ve done together over the last 5 years.
Thank you for your continued support of our site as it evolves and grows, for sharing your stories (click here to contribute) and getting vulnerable with us.
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I think positive body image encompasses all of it – not just the “Rah rah rah I love my body” stuff but also the days when we don’t want to embrace every part of ourselves. That’s okay, too. I think the acknowledgement of the up/down nature of it all is the acceptance, and what I strive to remember every day.
Lisa Lee is the director of diversity and inclusion at Pandora and is a self-proclaimed diversity geek who spends 90% of her time thinking about how to use tech as a vehicle to drive equality. Lisa is the founder and host of Legacy Code, a podcast about upgrading the tech industry by making it more diverse. She is also a frequent contributor to topics related to diversity in tech. Lisa has been featured at SXSW, presented at General Assembly, and interviewed on NPR.
Prior to Pandora, Lisa started her career in tech as one of the early employees at Facebook. During her seven years there, she led initiatives in user operations, product operations, and diversity. Passionate about uplifting the Asian American community, Lisa started the positive body image site ThickDumplingSkin.com and serve on the board of Asian Americans for Civil Rights and Equality and the National Asian Pacific American Women's Forum.