Personal Narrative-Boudoir Photography

It’s not uncommon to feel as if you are lost within your own body. You are too fat, too skinny, your nose is too pointy, I mean, really, the list goes on and on. For me, I’m standing at four-feet and ten inches high and weighing in at approximately 90 pounds. I can not even go to work without hearing, “Excuse me, are you even old enough to work here?” at least five times within a six-hour shift. I doubted my feminineness. I didn’t have large breasts (shout-out to my A-cup ladies!); I most definitely did not have long legs, and I constantly put myself down because of those small (literally) physical attributes. That doubt has only built up over the years, but three hours of my life began to change that. What was that? Boudoir photography. You
Eek. I’m not going to lie, I had planned some back-up excuses up my sleeve just in case I couldn’t bare it. I’m not a very “sexy” person, like mentioned earlier, I’m built more like a ten-year-old boy in comparison to your typical nineteen-year-old girl. Once I was half-naked on a bed with a camera in front of me, I did not turn into some sexy model. With the first couple shots, I was pretty timid and more so terrified to see how these pictures would come out. With a little help from my lovely photographer, I was posing and everything just felt right. I felt comfortable and I felt like myself. I was not too worried on creating fake cleavage, or hiding my snaggletooth, I was just in a room with a photographer who made me laugh and worked with my insecurities. She did not hide them, but instead, she made them
My jaw dropped. There is no possible way that those could be me. The girl on the other side of the lens was a beautiful, feminine woman who was fearless and unstoppable. That was me. I am beautiful. I am feminine. I am both fearless and unstoppable. This was when I realized that it is very important to be aware that the way we see ourselves is very different then how others see us. We get so caught up in every single little imperfection that we forget all the beauty that we withhold. Yes, you are beautiful and even though you may not see it, I promise, others do. And those who are reading this saying, “oh, I will never do boudoir photography, I don’t have the body.” Or “Give me a couple months so I can lose a few pounds.” If anything of this sort is going through your mind while reading this, you should do