What It Really Feels Like to Do a Boudoir Session

Alright, let’s talk about it.

You’ve probably seen the photos. You’ve probably imagined the vibe. But I’m going to tell you what it actually feels like to do a boudoir session—with me, in my space, for you.

Spoiler: it’s not what you think.

Most people walk in nervous as hell. You’re probably second-guessing every outfit, wondering if you should’ve waited until you “felt better about yourself,” and trying to remember why the hell you booked this in the first place.

You sit down, you make a joke about being awkward, you apologize for something I didn’t even notice, and you ask me if other people get this nervous too.

Yes. They do. You’re not the exception. You’re just human.

Then we start. Nothing wild, nothing dramatic, just breathing and little poses and me hyping the sh*t out of you until you start to realize—“Oh. Wait. I’m actually doing this.”

Then I flip the camera around and show you a photo, and everything shifts.

You see it. Not just the body, or the lighting, or the outfit—you see you. And suddenly you're not thinking about your insecurities. You’re thinking, “Holy sh*t, that’s me?”

You start letting go.

You stop overthinking your face, you stop apologizing for your stomach, you stop worrying about “getting it right.”

You start laughing. You stand taller. And that softness you always thought was a weakness? It becomes power.

That’s what it really feels like. It’s not awkward. It’s not performative. It’s not about being sexy unless you want it to be.

It’s freeing. It’s quiet sometimes. It’s emotional as hell. It’s showing up for yourself in a way that’s not for anyone else. And it stays with you long after the shoot is over.

Still soft, still dangerous,

Jess