I saw something yesterday that said, “Write your own story”. How can those 4 words evoke so much inside of me? About an hour before reading those words, I discovered something I wrote when I was in the middle of my darkest year (2017). I had lost my dog, my grandfather, my uncle and my grandmother, all within a few months. I then asked my husband for a divorce. I was spiraling, but maintaining (it was only from having support from those around me). What I wrote on the pages of my journal was why it was so important for me to write my own story.
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Celebrating Friendship With a Boudoir Session in Savannah
These two have such a special bond and we wanted to capture it in a unique way. This wasn’t a bachelorette boudoir party, this wasn’t to put on sexy lingerie for their partners, this was to slow down and be in intimate moments with each other and themselves. There really is a special bond between women and I hope I captured a little piece of that.
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Can a name stigmatize an experience?
I get people who say, "Oh, I don't think I'm the type of person to do a boudoir session. It's just not me."
Then, I tell them it will be an experience they can make all their own. “You can wear your favorite dress. You can wear nothing at all. You can be in the ocean or on a mountain. You can be rolling around in a bed or the dirt.”
I say it over and over and over…THESE SESSIONS ARE MORE THAN JUST NUDE PHOTOS OF YOURSELF.
Read MoreWhen Will You Value Yourself Enough to Tell Your Story?
Imagine what it would be like to walk away from an experience where you felt beautiful, worthy, important, powerful, and valued.
What would it be like to be able to pull out your album every time you needed that self-assurance?
How would you feel if you walked into your bedroom and were able yourself at your most beautiful, on your own walls?
Imagine loving yourself enough to invest in your own photographs.
Read MoreFinding a New Normal
The world is beginning to open back up and I’m feeling…sad.
I know, that sounds crazy, but hear me out.
Let me start by saying that I know how privileged this statement is. People have been without income, not able to see family, sick, dying, working overtime, caring for the sick and dying, living with their abusers, missing their senior year or school, and living in their depression.
I have been able to work and still provide services to my clients (past and new) through this quarantine. I don’t take that lightly.
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