I grew up bullied. Abused. Spending most of my life convinced that I was too much of the wrong things and not enough of the right ones. Nobody had really told me I was beautiful and on the rare occasion someone did, I didn't believe them anyway.
When I walked into my first boudoir session, I was scared out of my mind. I had never once seen myself as
Not even close.
I walked out feeling something I couldn't quite name yet.
But then the photos came back.
And I saw myself - really saw myself - maybe for the first time ever.
beautiful
I couldn't believe it was me. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I could be pretty.
sexy
That I was something more than what years of other people's words had made me believe.
Those images didn't just how I looked in pictures. They changed how I walked into a room. How I talked about myself. How I showed up in my own life.
Change
That's why I do this work.
Not for the pretty pictures , though we'll get those too. But because I know firsthand what it means to be seen when you've spent your whole life feeling invisible. And I know what happens on the other side of that.
i want that for you
lansing, Mi
5 years behind the lens
wife
mom of 4 - dog mom of 2
