my boudoir session was a way to help me heal.

2020 was a shithole of a year,

for so many reasons. Family, the pandemic, I lost my job. I went on maternity leave and then the Friday before I was supposed to go back (Monday), they called and told me not to come because I was being laid off. I was devastated! I loved my job and I was good at it.

I felt lost. Utterly lost. I was spiraling but my son, husband, family and friends kept me grounded.

I grew closer with my relationship with God and picked myself up. Then, Molly offered her Black Friday sale and I knew I needed it.

I loved my first session, but it wasn't enough. 30 minutes is not enough for a full experience with Molly. I knew I had to save what I could to make it happen. And I did.

Since losing my job, I had to sit back and reflect on what I wanted to do. It took me a long time to figure that out. I always loved what my mom did, refinishing furniture & kitchen cabinets. She would reach out to me for my opinions and I valued that. I love decorating and interior designing. So I joined forces with her and I'm loving every minute of it.

I needed to experience a full session with Molly, but more importantly, I needed to find a way to help heal.

Connect with my husband again.

It was a little bit of everything, rolled up in one session.

I knew he would love it too.

I felt like a big bundle of nerves, all over again. I didn't think I would! The post baby body, I already hated my stomach from my last session, hated that I didn't lose weight. I almost didn't wear any lingerie, but a t-shirt and boy shorts.

Major insecurity. Self doubt.

At first? I felt Worried. Worried about how I would look. I didn't think the lingerie looked good on me.

Having done a session before, I knew what to expect for the most part. More nervous than anything about being self-conscious.

1 outfit and 10 mins of hyping me up later, I felt unstoppable and free.

Shooting on the couch with my black outfit and in the lace red bra outfit were my favorites. Where I really felt confident and sexy.

After my boudoir session I felt Sore! lol kidding. Yes, I was sore but I was just so anxious to get the pictures and share them with my hubby.

Every time I look at those pictures I'm reminded that I am fantastic and beautiful and sexy.

That I am more than a mom and wife.

That I'm beautiful, I just need to remember it daily and not just when I look at the pictures.

To women who want to do a boudoir session, just do it. Jump in with both feet. That you're not alone, that you may not know what you're doing, but really, who does?! I didn't. The first time or the second time, but Molly tells you every single thing to do but eventually you start feeling yourself and more confident.

I am so blessed to have you (Molly) in my life. We share so many wonderful memories and experiences. I'm sad you're so far away, but so happy that you're following your path and your dreams. You inspire me to go for my dreams and I'm just so grateful I took that leap the first session to get me hooked.

THANK YOU!