I’ve been a photographer for 16 years and I will tell you I have seen the gamut of life—from the moment a baby comes into this world to promising your love to someone.
But I have to tell you that popping some champagne and capturing women in their underwear has so far been one of the most uplifting experiences I’ve had.
Honestly, when I put out a model call for boudoir about two weeks ago, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was blown away by how many women wanted to do this.
Picking just five was tough. But I was so excited for the crew we pulled together. I shot a friend a day before to test lighting and the set up. We were laughing and smiling the entire time. After, she kept telling me how great she felt. How she felt like a model. She told me her Mom body had never looked so good.
The next day was the same story. Every woman was glowing. They felt sexy. Beautiful. Comfortable in their own skin.
And I noticed it was rubbing off on me. When I finished the boudoir marathon, I felt lighter and happier than I ever had after shooting for hours. Ok, I was exhausted enough to collapse on the bed, but there was a smile on my face. Somehow this type of photography is something bigger—something that touches women on a deeper level. We didn’t have a photo shoot. We had an effing party. We celebrated our bodies and our sexiness. And every one of them walked out feeling like a rock star.
A boudoir session isn’t something you do for your spouse. You do it for YOU. You do it because YOU are sexy and that deserves to be celebrated. You do it because you are beautiful and amazing. You do it because wherever you are in life right now, whatever size, whatever age, YOU deserve it.
Don’t we all?