No One Shows Up Knowing What to Do. That’s Not Your Job.

If I had a dollar for every time someone said, “I have no idea what I’m doing,” I’d be writing this from a beach with a margarita.

Listen, you’re not supposed to know how to pose. You’re not supposed to know your angles, or how to “look sexy,” or what the hell to do with your hands. That’s my job.

Your job is to show up. Tired, anxious, excited, nervous as hell, however you come—just come as you are.

You don’t need modeling experience. You don’t need to memorize Pinterest poses. You don’t need to be anything but human.

I’ll walk you through everything. From where to look, to when to breathe, to what to do with your face. You don’t have to carry the weight of making it perfect. You just have to trust me, even if you’re lowkey panicking inside.

And I promise, you’ll look back and be like, “Oh sh*t. That’s me? I look GOOD.”

So if you’ve been holding off because you think you’ll mess it up, or because you don’t know how to pose, stop waiting.

You weren’t supposed to know. You were just supposed to be brave enough to try.

Still soft, still dangerous,

Jess