Every few years I post nude photos of myself on my blog. It feels only fair, somehow- I have all of these beautiful brave women who let me show off their boudoir photos, if I'm not willing to show the same vulnerability how can I...
Sometimes I like to use my blog to shamelessly brag about how great my friends are, and this is one of those times. <3 I met Debbie in 2013 when she impulsively decided to come on the very first Fearless Destination Boudoir Retreat. These days, the...
The Angel at Angel's Billabong This photo of Jen Fox is a favourite not just for the image itself (which I adore) but also for the perfect moment of friendship and collaboration it captured. I'm really grateful that even after all these years, I enjoy what...
Somebody asked me "why" the other day. Why do you do boudoir photography? Late last night I couldn't sleep because I had so many more answers than the easy one I gave. I do boudoir photography because I love it. Because I need to do it....
Angela contacted me after leaving an abusive relationship because she wanted to feel sexy and confident again. She booked her shoot with a friend who she said "packs enough courage for both of us" but let me tell you, I've never seen anything but courage...
Stephanie is fun and vibrant and sensual and she did a shoot a few months ago that I am gonna blog the SHIT out of. But today I want to share her fabulous wisdom, rather than her fabulous...
So I met this girl. I fell in love with her, and it was the easiest thing I'd ever done. Falling wasn't even the right word; it was more like the gentle fitting into place of perfectly matched pieces, or falling into step with someone whose...
Then 7 years ago, I went to the cabin for the summer. I took the kids (4 of them at the time, my Keeper Three plus a foster daughter). My children were complicated and difficult, their special needs and behaviours draining, but I had started to think that maybe...
I often don't feel that way. I feel badly for my busy schedule or my short temper, for not wanting to hear the backstory of every Monster High doll or inspect each individual line my son draws on the card he's making. I wish I...
I went walking tonight, and was surprised to find the girl I used to be out there walking too. One of the girls, I suppose. There have been so many. I hadn't forgotten about her, but I had forgotten what it was like to BE her-...
So now we're at the hard part. Where the women who are a part of the project admit the truth. They can all see it in everyone else's photos- they are beautiful, powerful and empowering. But then their own photos- they see the “flaws.” The stretch...
In 2009 I was in a bad place. I'd been struggling with that lying sonovabitch depression since I turned 15 and that was the year I thought I might finally lose. I'd lost some close friends and then eventually just eased sideways out of most...