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You know a señora when you see one. She’s not necessarily older, she’s not necessarily married, and she’s definitely not asking your permission. She’s just… settled into herself, with a distinct sense of pride and confidence and leadership.

Here’s the thing: señoras aren’t one type of woman. Your bisabuela who ran the mercado stall was a señora. So was your tía who kept the whole family’s chisme organized like a filing cabinet.

Pop culture has been quietly casting señora archetypes for decades — we just never called them that. Here are five. See which one you are.

Wellness Señora — Julieta Madrigal, Encanto

She doesn’t hand you advice, she hands you a plate. Julieta’s gift is healing people through food — one bite and whatever’s wrong with you starts to mend. No lecture, no drama, just a bowl of something and a hand on your forehead until you feel better.

This is the señora who had a remedy before you finished describing the symptom. Doctors are fine. But did you try what your abuela would’ve made you first?

The Goth Señora — Morticia Addams, The Addams Family

Calm is not the same as soft, and nobody proves that better than Morticia. The house could be on fire — often is — and she is unbothered, gliding through it in full black, trimming the heads off roses like it’s Tuesday. She runs her household with total authority and zero raised voice.

The Goth Señora doesn’t need everything to look cheerful to feel at peace. Her home might be a little dark, a little strange, entirely hers. Maybe her style is Dark Academia, or she loves Siouxsie and the Banshees. Either way, she’s not chasing anyone’s idea of cozy. She built her own version, and it’s spooky.

You’re a Goth Señora if your idea of self-care has never once involved a pastel candle.

The Fancy City Doña — Lucille Bluth, Arrested Development

Every family has one. She’s not doing the dishes, she’s not doing the cooking, and she has Opinions about how everyone else is doing theirs. The Fancy City Doña built (or married into, or simply declared) a life of ease, and she intends to enjoy every second of it.

Look — she’s a little much. She’s also usually right about the thing she’s judging you for, which is the most annoying part. Every family tree has a doña who never lifted a finger and somehow still ran the entire operation from a chaise lounge.

You’re a Fancy City Doña if you’ve ever said “I’m just going to say it” right before saying the thing nobody asked you to say.

The Zero-Filter Comadre — Sophia Petrillo, The Golden Girls

She’s seen it all in the homeland – wars, revolutions, famine –  survived most of it, and lost every ounce of patience for pretending otherwise. The Zero-Filter Comadre says the thing everyone else is thinking, usually mid-meal, usually devastatingly, usually correctly.

This is the señora who taught you that getting older comes with an actual superpower: you stop performing for people whose opinions don’t feed you. She’s not mean. She’s just done being polite about things that don’t deserve politeness.

You’re a Zero-Filter Comadre if your family has ever asked you to “maybe not say that part out loud” at a holiday dinner, and you did anyway.

The Home Goddess Señora: Martha Stewart

She turned “keeping a nice house” into an empire, and she never once apologized for caring this much about the folding of a napkin. Martha’s whole ethos is that a beautiful, well-run home isn’t superficial — it’s a discipline, a craft, a small daily act of care for the people who live in it. Homemade preserves. A garden that actually produces something. A table set like company’s coming, even when it’s just Tuesday.

This is the señora energy of someone who believes the details are the point — that lighting the candle, ironing the tablecloth, and getting the roast right is the self-care, not something you do after the “real” work. No shortcuts, no apologies, “it’s a good thing.”

You’re a Home Goddess Señora if you’ve ever rearranged a room at 11pm because the flow was bothering you, and you regret nothing.