
I’ve photographed hundreds of women.
Different ages.
Different bodies.
Different stories.
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this:
Every woman comes in thinking she’s not enough.
Not sexy enough.
Not young enough.
Not fit enough.
Not photogenic enough.
And every single one of them walks out realizing they’ve always been more than enough.
They just forgot for a while.
They forgot they can take up space.
That they’re allowed to feel beautiful without anyone’s permission.
That their softness is power.
That their stretch marks, scars, laugh lines, and curves tell a story that deserves to be celebrated—not hidden.
Every time I hold that camera, I see the shift.
The woman who was so nervous she could barely make eye contact in the mirror…
Suddenly flipping her hair, arching her back, and saying, “Damn. That’s ME?”
Yeah babe, that’s you.
And she’s been in there all along.

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