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What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

Darling,

What’s my favorite thing about myself?

It’s not the swing in my step or the way I can spot vintage silk from across a room (though let’s not pretend that isn’t a talent). It’s not the red lipstick, the wit, or even my sass — though they’ve all gotten me through a few tight spots.

No, sugar. It’s my refusal to dim.

See, I’ve lived long enough to know that the world will sometimes ask you — sweetly, politely, or downright rudely — to shrink. To soften your “too much,” to iron out your sparkle, to hush your glorious story into something more “manageable.”

But I’ve learned that softness doesn’t mean silence.

My favorite thing about myself is this: I don’t apologize for showing up as I am.

I cry during songs that weren’t supposed to make anyone cry. I send the text that says, “This reminded me of you.” I make the toast even when my voice shakes. I wear the sequins to the grocery store. I don’t wait for permission to love people, or to shine.

It’s not always easy. Sometimes being luminous makes others squint. But darling, I decided long ago: I would rather be too much than not enough for my own soul.

So yes — my favorite thing about myself?

I let myself be whole.

Untrimmed. Unapologetic. And wrapped in a ribbon of “take it or leave it.”

Stay fabulous,
Luce 💋