What makes me more beautiful than being a safe space for other women? | West Palm Beach Boudoir Photographer

June 26, 2026 in boudoir, Personal

Then, I saw my friend’s story on social media. It was a photo of me holding her daughter. It read, “Get yourself a community where your kids are loved like family.”

I was jolted back into reality.

The people I love the most aren’t looking at my insecurities. They are loving me in my strengths (and I have a lot of those). She feels safe with me holding her child.

What makes me more beautiful than being a safe space for other women?

What makes me more beautiful than my husband wanting to slow dance with me in the kitchen?

What makes me more beautiful than my daughter asking me to sing that silly song again and we both belly laugh until we’re crying.

Society has told me that my value is in keeping up my youthful appearance.

But, love has shown me that my being could never be dimmed by what the mirror reflects.

Women, look at your reflection in the eyes of those who hold you dear, not by what you tell yourself when you look in a piece of glass.

My Answer Would Always Be a Woman | West Palm Beach Boudoir Photographer

June 18, 2026 in boudoir, art

If I was a sculptor and asked what I was impassioned to create,

my answer would always be a woman.

Live in Uncomfortable Vulnerability | West Palm Beach Boudoir Photographer

April 03, 2026 in boudoir

As women we have so few safe spaces. We have few moments where we can tell our truths and no one will judge us. Few experiences that are about us and our pain and triumphs.

Every session I end up getting at least one photograph of them looking directly at me.

Often times it becomes their favorite.

I thought my daughter would be the death of my business | West Palm Beach Boudoir Photographer

May 01, 2025 in boudoir, family, Personal, art

It came full circle last week. Maeve came to a show that was featuring one of my pieces. She had never been to a gallery show I was in. I will never forget the feeling I had when her and Matt walked through the door of the building and she saw me. She wrapped her arms around me and was so excited. She had me show her the art and then, lastly, we turned the corner and I said, “Do you remember seeing this in our house? This is the art piece.” She smiled and even gave me a kiss.

She was proud of me.

I was proud of me.

I’m crying writing this and thinking about that moment.

I used to do this for me. I still do this for me. But, now I have her watching. I have a responsibility to show her that we have the chance to find a way to serve others while serving ourselves. That mommy follows her dreams every day and she can do the same.

I thought my daughter would be the death of my business, but instead, she grew it in ways I’ll never be able to quantify.

Art Is Inherently Selfish

December 04, 2024 in boudoir, art, Personal

I talk a lot about my journey into boudoir.

How it started from a place of darkness and loneliness in my own life. A place of feeling invisible.

Photographing women, giving them a chance to feel seen and have a holistic experience, tricked my brain into thinking that I could give that back to myself. And, it worked.

It gave me the strength to make the changes I needed in my life to get to a place of wholeness and growth. Their bravery was a domino effect and mine soon followed. Okay, maybe a couple of years later, but it still followed and I know that these women had a lot to do with it. How could they not? By creating art with them, our stories were intertwined. I couldn’t tell my story without them and vise versa.

This leads me to my feelings on art being inherently selfish.