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What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

Darling, what a question. This prompt feels like a feather boa and an existential crisis rolled into one.

When I first read it, I did what any sensible woman would do — I stared dramatically out the window, coffee in hand, and whispered, “What will they say about me when the music stops?”

The truth? I don’t want my legacy to be about me. I want it to be about what I gave, what I sparked, what I lifted in others.

I want to be remembered as the woman who left a little glitter trail of possibility everywhere she went. The one who taught people — whether they were fellow pet lovers, dancers, friends, or total strangers — that life is meant to be lived out loud, in colour, and preferably while twirling.

I hope my legacy feels like a warm hug wrapped in silk ribbon. That someone, somewhere, smiles a little brighter because they feel seen, cared for, spoiled even — and knows that someone thought they deserved a little magic.

I want people to remember how I championed empathy over ego. How I always believed that business wasn’t just about selling, but about serving. That every leash, collar, or treat pouch was a tiny piece of love disguised as luxury.

And yes — let’s not be coy, darling — I do want them to remember the sparkle. The swing-out energy. The woman who danced even when the floor was empty. Who wasn’t afraid to sashay through life a little blurry (until she finally got her prescription sorted), who wore rhinestones like armor, and who showed that being soft and strong are not opposites — they’re dance partners.

If just one young woman ever thinks, “If Luce could do it in heels and with sass, maybe I can too”, then I’ve done my job.

I hope my friends remember the laughter and the loyalty. That I was the girl who always had snacks stashed in her tote, an extra safety pin in her sewing kit, and arms open for a late-night heart-to-heart.

I don’t need statues or headlines. My legacy will live in tiny, ordinary moments that felt extraordinary because someone cared enough to make them sparkle.

And when the curtain finally falls, I want people to say:
“She made life feel like a dance, even when the music stopped.”

That, darling… would be the ultimate encore.

Stay fabulous,
Luce 💋