My Boudoir Story

 
 
 
 
 

I’ve been a professional boudoir photographer for a long time. And in that time, I have had so many women (some men, too) ask me to edit them to look thinner, smoother, more tan, more muscular, less muscular, more feminine, more curvy… you name it, I’ve heard it. In the beginning of my career, I appeased these requests because I wanted to do anything to make my clients happy, but also, so I could eat. At that time in my life, I was living in denial of my own issues. I was unhappy with who I was, I had gotten into relationships for the wrong reasons, I gained a lot of weight, I was depressed. I knew photography was my passion but I didn’t know why I was doing it. For a long time, I didn’t have the “why”. And then one day, out of nowhere, I completely broke down when I found out my 5 year relationship wasn’t what I thought it was. I was devastated, betrayed, traumatized. I needed help. And finally one day, I asked for it.

I sought out a therapist who helped me heal from that relationship, but also my relationship with myself. I finally understood self love and self care. This changed everything. I finally found the “why”. My perspective shifted so drastically that I saw the world in a whole new light. I used to think I was an introvert, but I realized that I was using that label as an excuse to avoid people who would check on me and hold me accountable. Throughout this process I began to forgive myself, to be more patient and kind to myself. To be more aware of the words I was using towards myself and others. Especially other women. I learned that acceptance is the key to being happy with myself, happy with others, happy with my work, with my home, my body, my life. Body positivity and self love is so important to me now. This is where boudoir comes in.

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Being photographed in this intimate way has nothing to do with vanity. It’s wholly about documenting my body and appreciating what it has done for me, all while seeing myself the way others see me. It’s about seeing my imperfect body for what it is and loving it, flaws and all. It’s a lifelong process and I still have bad days. But the good days are now so much better. I’m happier in my skin. If I love my flaws, then who cares what others think? Not me.

So now, I want to help others get to this place. I want to use my super power to help women love themselves and their stretch marks and their soft bellies and their imperfect thighs. Spending your life wishing you looked like someone else means you aren’t fully living. So I ask you, what is the point of that?


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I plan to schedule a boudoir session of my own for every couple of years, no matter my weight or fit level. The feeling of empowerment that comes from being vulnerable in front of someone else is irreplaceable. It’s life changing. There is something so fulfilling about being seen, accepted and praised by someone else. It’s a high, and it can snowball into the rest of your life. I know it seems scary from the outside, but that’s the point. Doing things that scare you makes you more resilient. Resiliency builds confidence. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, confidence is hot AF.


If you are on the fence about scheduling a boudoir photography session with me, I understand. It’s easy to brush it off and think “that’s not for me”, “I’m too shy”, “I want to go to the gym and lose 20 pounds before getting in front of a camera”, “I’m not photogenic”, “I’m way too scared to be that vulnerable”…

And really, I get it. I’ve heard it all before, trust me. But here’s the thing… there are rules that society has conditioned us, especially women, to follow without question. Rules about the way we look, the way we dress, the way we talk, the way we act, the way we eat, the way we work, the list goes on… These rules are utter and total bullshit. What actually matters is how we treat ourselves and other people. What matters is deciding for ourselves what is best for us, what makes us feel alive and motivates us. What matters is how we feel, and discovering who we really want to live our lives for. So I’m curious, who are you living your life for?