We are identical twin sisters who turn heads where ever we go. We’ve gotten used to the attention, but initially it caught us by surprise when we first started exploring the world.
We were raised as hippie kids in the woods, but that didn’t keep us from shining our blondy curls wherever we went. As grade-schoolers we confused classmates and teachers alike, with twin tales of swapping on April Fool’s Day. Uncannily, our best friend had identical curls and blue eyes, and was the same height and weight when entering first grade, so many people thought we must be triplets. We even tricked our parents into a brief playdate/swap.
As teens we became the definition of overly ambitious, and happily competed for everything, down to boys. We only felt slightly sorry that we made cute boys choose between us, and some never could. Surprisingly, Darcy’s less assertive approach was more effective. 😉
We average about a dozen comments/stares whenever we are out together, particularly at concerts and political rallies (Go Dean!). Yet, we’ve actually lived more apart than together, often in different countries. We were used to being alone and not attracting nearly as much attention by ourselves. After our first few years apart, on our trip to Fiji was were we really marveled at how unique it is to be identical. We couldn’t look someone in the eyes without them wanting us to share our whole twin story. So, here it goes…
We’ve lived apart for the majority of our adult lives, and are now just live two hours away from each other in Portland and Astoria, Oregon (and own twin beach cabins in between us in Lincoln City!!). We both live on 7th, Miel on 7th Avenue and Darcy on 7th Street. We were born in ‘77, and are Geminis, on top of being identical twins. We are both very very identical and very very unique.
While on Rotary Youth Exchange, Darcy was blessed with twin Danish host sisters, who were assigned to different classrooms for the first time, at the age of fifteen. Darcy’s host mom, Mor, had expected that Darcy might be home sick. Instead, every afternoon Darcy would try to console her new twin sisters, who desperately missed one another, spending their days apart for the first time. It took about a month before the pang lessened. We feel that same pang, literally like heartstrings. It’s amazing to feel attached by such a deep bond.
We loved living just a block and half apart in NW Portland, on either side of Wallace Park, when Miel returned from the Peace Corps and Darcy started graduate school. For five blissful months, we shared the same composter and could get to each other’s places quicker than a tea kettle could steam, and did set the rule that we had text before just popping over. Even though we can get tired of each other, more often we crave to be together. When Miel finally moved back to P-town, after a decade in D.C., Darcy found her a sweet pad just 1.2 miles apart. Miel bought the place sight unseen with a trust that only twins can know.
Serendipitously, Miel’s “Man from Paradise” also has a twin sister. As fate would have it, Adam moved in with Miel the same weekend they helped us move out to Astoria. It felt like one door closing and a mysterious window opening. After just more than six months of living together, we teased that Portland must not be big enough for us both. I think that this fate had more to do with us needing to expand our intertwined circles.
We are each other’s best friend and can easily talk for hours and hours. We continue to push each other to give our most and best our best. As we’ve laid the groundwork for Yippie Chicks, our goal has been to be more and more authentically open with each other, and to share our stories and journeys with the world.
Peace + Love,
Darcy + Miel