COMPLIMENTARY VIEWER WHEN BOOKING*
Promotion Ends May 31st - Quantities Are VERY Limited
These fun viewers represent a bit of nostalgia with a sexy little twist. The EVOKE Vintage Viewer is inscribed with "Hello Gorgeous" and begs for the viewer to take a peek. Reels hold 7 image favorites from your session.
If you haven't checked out Part I of my Just the FAQs blog series you can view that here. With this second fabulous installment we'll cover a little bit about how to prepare your skin/hair/nails, where your shoot would take place (and who can be there), and how you stay in the driver's seat regarding image privacy. As always, feel free to drop me a line at firstname.lastname@example.org with any addition burning Q's. I'd be happy to answer them. Let's get started with part two of Just the FAQs!
As client emails come rollin' into my email inbox, so too do a variety of questions that are not only common, but the answers to these questions really do demystify the sometimes scary prospect of being photographed in your underwear (or in nothing at all!)
So I thought I would pull together a 3-Part Series on my most frequently asked questions and I give you the "hand on the Bible" truth about what REALLY happens in the studio with me. If you don't see a question that you wanted me to ask, please leave a message in the comments, and I'll do my best to incorporate it in a future part of the series or I'll answer you directly. Easy peasy.
Ok let's jump in...
This year's International Women's Day (IWD) theme is #BeBoldForChange. Globally women (and men!) are coming together to celebrate the social, economic, cultural and political achievements of women and declare bold actions to help gender equality. So this IWD, I want to feature your #BeBoldForChange story on my blog and capture your portrait (can be non-boudoir). Winner will receive complimentary session with hair and makeup and 5 digital images to commemorate the day.
We've got 30 days and some change until Christmas, and I've got just the thing to go with your extra-hot gingerbread latte. As the weather cools down, the northern virginia studio will be heating up with our exclusive Holiday Treasure Box Collections. Only a few sessions remain with guaranteed delivery for Christmas.
I've sat down to write this post several times. Not knowing how I would approach my delivery. I wanted to make sure my message came out...
On the morning of your session, you'll sip champagne and relax in the makeup chair and I'll sip my coffee and tell you what I've learned from photographing women in various states of undress for over half a decade. How I've seen my fair share of pear and apple-shaped bottoms. How I've personally witnessed perky, close-set, wide-set, bee stung to FFF-sized breasts. I'd share with you all the false "horrors" of cellulite, stretch marks, spider veins and laugh lines. How I've seen perfect bow-shaped lips, legs as long as Julia's in Pretty Woman, and eyes the most beautiful shade of ocean blue and emerald green. I've photographed women who are were teased for their height, as I selfishly admired their ability to tower over me and my 5 foot 1 stature. How I hadn't thought that saying someone was "so tall" would be hurtful.
Most of the time I love shooting boudoir in my commercial studio. It's is like a cozy couch, snuggled up with some junk food and endless episodes of Gilmore Girls on Netflix. It's safe, predictable, and completely... comfortable.
The lighting is reliable, I've usually got a soothing playlist going and I am in control baby. I have a rhythm to the way I move about the studio with clients and it feels safe. And at times, shooting boudoir in the same locations gets, well, remarkably boring. I start to notice that I'm not growing technically and I'm certainly not expanding creatively. Suddenly I'm well aware of how stale I feel, and I realize that I only have one choice to make. Stop "Netflixing and chilling" in my studio and walk towards the unknown, the unpredictable, to challenge myself and have a chance to...
I feel like for me. Simplicity always wins. Don't get me wrong, I love a complicated strappy Agent Provocateur french ensemble with the best of them. However, a white tank and some red undies will do just fine thank-you-very-much.
My son Sawyer was barely two and had just started mumbling a few muffled words and phrases. We were standing in the checkout line at the grocery store, and as I attempted to wrangle him away from emptying the contents of our conveyor belt onto the floor, his angelic little finger pointed up to a small green pack of wipes hanging amidst the gum and candy.
He cooed, "Clorox momma."