For nearly six years, I photographed weddings until I found myself craving something more. I craved creation with more intention, to leave a bigger impact, and I promised myself my last wedding would be in 2019; and, well we know how 2020 went... I was literally thrown straight into the deep end.
Sink or swim.

Hearing of this thing called boudoir from many of my former brides, I joined a national boudoir company in Summer 2020 and traveled the country each weekend to photograph anywhere from 15-30 women at a time. This company introduced me to the art of posing and lighting, and after six months I went off to build a space of my own, on my own terms.

Having photographed over 500 women the last six years, there's been many powerful moments for me and all of them have catapulted me past the surface and niceties of this industry.

It wasn't long before I became acutely aware that boudoir is way more than just a pretty picture. Women come face-to-face with real body trauma and it is so fucking important for all boudoir photographers to have trauma response training. Big emotions may arise in boudoir sessions. It's natural. It's normal. AND, it's necessary in order to heal from the reality of being a woman in today's culture.