Now that I look back, on my journey to boudoir, I can’t remember a time where I didn’t dream about being a bold and beautiful woman. I can’t remember a time where I did not look at women and revel at their beauty. I believe I came into this world to create, connect and inspire women in ways that I don’t fully understand yet, but slowly but surely I am getting there.
My journey to boudoir has taken years and many sleepless nights with me wondering how. How am I going to change peoples lives, how do I connect more women with who they really are, and how do I make a living doing this.
Photography for me has always been about impact and if I am not proud of what I do, who I work with, and what I am creating than what is the f****ing point. I can shoot pretty girls in pretty clothes for magazines, I can shoot commercial campaigns that sells a product, I can photograph famous people living their fancy lives and showing off their fancy things, but who does that serve? How does that make this world a better place? And when it’s all over and I look back on my life, would I be happy with the path I chose. The answer has always been no.
My journey to boudoir was as natural as could be. I want to work with real women, the everyday heroes that are striving daily just like I am to be bold, to be brave and to live a life I am proud of. I get to create images for women that will be cherished for lifetimes. I get to inspire women to love themselves a little more than they did when they walked in the door. It’s not everything I came into this world to do, but it’s a start and we all have to start somewhere.