What would your life be like without music?
Darling, it would be like stepping out in heels on a silent runway — all the strut but none of the sway.
Because music isn’t just something I listen to. It’s the invisible thread that stitches the moments of my life together, like sequins on a gown — subtle from afar, but dazzling up close.
Without it, mornings would lose their overture. No gentle jazz to coax me into wakefulness, no soft piano to lace through the first sip of coffee. Just the cold clink of the spoon, the distant hum of the fridge — and me, staring at a day that forgot to sparkle.
There’d be no rhythm to my walks — just the sharp click of heels without the bounce of a beat. No songs to turn the everyday streets into impromptu catwalks, no crescendos to make me feel like the heroine of my own film when the sun hits just right.
Evenings would be the worst — hushed and hollow, like champagne gone flat.
Because without music, laughter would echo strangely, like it’s searching for something to dance with. And memories would seem faded, like old photographs missing their color.
Music makes me brave. It reminds me to twirl when life feels too heavy, to slow down when I’m rushing past my own joy, and to lift my chin when the world tries to dim its lights.
Without it, I wouldn’t be Luce — just a silhouette of her, waiting for the orchestra to come back.
And you, darling? What song would your days be aching for if the music suddenly stopped?
Stay fabulous,
Luce 💋


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