Blog

We're Not In Kansas Anymore The first clue that Lucky Pierre's was not the sort of place I had been to before was the sleekly muscled male dancers taking turns on the pole in the window behind the bar.  Visible to both passersby and those waiting...

The stone courtyard was lit by gas lanterns and candles, warm, golden light that drew the photographers one by one like unwise moths.  We had  laughed and cuddled and photographed and posed nude in a tangle of arms and legs in a pool under the...

These photos were shot on our last night at Race and Religious, lit only by a single light at the end of the stone pool. Learning to use the underwater housing was an exercise in laughter and cooperation- the photographers passed the camera around while...

It's a sad truth of the world that the most beautiful women can't see their own beauty.  This is one of those times.  Want to help me change it? This is the first Official Photo from the retreat, and of course it's not classic boudoir at...

I don't remember who took their clothes off first, but the cascade of naked bodies into the pool was immediate.  After nights of girl talk and sharing confidences and building trust, a day of empowering boudoir photography, showgirl costumes and wandering around in lingerie, and then...

Okay, so I thought we got this party started yesterday but clearly I just didn't know.  Today has been the most incredible, FUN, fulfilling and amazing day of my entire life.  This isn't hype or hyperbole or PR nonsense, this group of women is utterly...