There’s one thing that society got right hundreds of years ago: truly embracing the beauty of the female form no matter what size body they had. 

From Rembrandt to Renoir, painters created works of art still revered and celebrated by art critics and enthusiasts of beautiful women in the nude. These essentially were early day boudoir sessions!

This style of portraiture or art wasn’t considered ‘racy’ or ‘risqué’ in its time. Instead, they were appreciated as fine works of art, and moving into the Baroque period artists expanded their styles, embracing the curves, the folds, and the natural beauty of a naked woman with generous figures.

Venus of Urbino by Titian features a stunning woman in repose, with radiant skin tones, the curvature of a belly and magnificent, thick thighs. (Yeah, I said it!).

Somewhere along the line, the definition of female beauty changed. More and more, we are told to cover up or hide our authentic beauty behind fabric shapers, hair dye, or layers of iPhone filters. 

Lady, your iPhone filter, even the one with the fake eye-lashes extender (which also, side note, no one is believing), is not capturing the goddess that you truly are.

Your beauty doesn’t need tricks, and it’s bigger, more important, and more amazing than to be captured in just a few megabytes on a cellphone.

You were made for better things,
and a boudoir session is it.

Why settle for being a ‘Karen,’ when you’re a Venus?

A boudoir session defines your authentic beauty in a setting you control and tells a narrative only you write. It’s a no-excuses, no-holds-barred step towards embracing every curve, every dimple, and every bit of light in your eyes.

It’s the true meaning of empowerment when you take control and tell the world, “This right here… THIS is MY beauty standard: take it in!”

My passion for carefully, and respectfully, walking a client through the process of a boudoir session is about creating a space where your inner and outer beauty illuminates. I can show you the amazingly gorgeous woman that you are.

You know the one possibly buried under a stack of emails waiting to be returned, with the messy bun and a to-do list a mile long?  Yes, THAT very boss lady who does it all deserves to be treated like the Venus she is