There’s something sacred about the voices we trust. The people who walk through our lives like lighthouses—steady, lit from within, guiding us back to ourselves when the fog rolls in. Today’s writing prompt asked me to list the people I admire and look to for advice. And while I could easily rattle off a few celebrity sages or Pinterest-quote favorites, I want to go deeper. I want to talk about the real ones.
The people who show up. Not just when it’s easy, but when it’s awkward, complicated, or covered in tears and unwashed hair. (Relatable, right?)
So, here’s my list—the beautiful humans whose wisdom echoes in my decisions and comforts me when I second-guess myself.
My Grandmother
My Grandmother could bake bread that healed heartbreak. She could mend a hem and a soul in the same afternoon. She taught me that grace isn’t a performance—it’s how you show up for people when no one is watching. Her advice? “You can’t control the storm, but you can be the shelter.” I carry that with me daily.
My Husband
Even in the thick of his battle with cancer, Derek’s advice is never fear-based—it’s anchored in hope, grit, and brutal honesty. He doesn’t sugarcoat life, but he also doesn’t surrender to it. His strength teaches me that quiet courage is still courage, and that love is advice that doesn’t need words.
My Kids
Yes, they roll their eyes at my playlists and roast my tech skills—but they’re also my compass. Their generation sees the world with a boldness I admire. They remind me that asking questions is wisdom, and that authenticity will always be in style.
My Friends Who’ve Survived
The ones who’ve buried parents, beaten diagnoses, endured heartbreak, and still manage to bring laughter into a room. Their advice isn’t polished—it’s earned. These are the women who hand you tissues, snacks, and a reality check in the same breath. They remind me that survival isn’t just getting through—it’s deciding to glow anyway.
Myself—But Only Recently
It took me a long time to admire my own voice. For years, I outsourced my decisions to others, as if their approval could grant me confidence. But slowly, I’ve learned to trust the woman who’s held her own hand through grief, burnout, and full-blown identity reshuffles. My advice to myself is this: You already know. Breathe. Then begin.
And now, I try to be that voice for others—the calm in the chaos, the gently lit path when someone’s lost their way. Through Voguegenics, I’ve shared not just tips and rituals, but real, raw reflections—the kind of grounded support I once needed myself. And that voice? It’s finding its way around the world. As of our most recent stat check, Voguegenics has reached readers in 51 countries. Fifty-one. Proof that when you speak with heart, others hear it—no matter where they are.
So if you’ve found your way here—from the rolling green hills of Ireland to the serene lakes and dreamy skies of Sweden—to a bustling café in Brazil, know this: you’re not alone. Voguegenics was built to be more than a blog. It’s a place where self-care gets real, confidence gets loud, and your glow-up doesn’t have to be perfect to be powerful. Join the movement, sip something warm, and let’s rise—together.
So who do you look to?
Whether it’s a grandmother’s memory, a mentor, a friend, or your own inner knowing—surround yourself with voices that nourish. The world is loud. Choose your advisors like you’d choose your playlist: empowering, honest, and full of soul.
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