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

Let’s just be real for a second, Loving your body isn’t a requirement for booking a boudoir shoot. You don’t need to be in some magical body-positive phase. You don’t need to stand in the mirror every morning telling yourself you’re a goddess. You don’t need to feel hot. You don’t need to feel healed. You just need to be done hiding. Even if it’s just a little. Most of the humans who walk into my studio? They're still in the messy middle. They're still working on being softer with themselves, still catching the rude thoughts before they spiral, still learning to exist in photos without tearing themselves apart. And guess what? They still belong here. You don’t have to love your body to show up. You don’t have to fix it first. You don’t have to wait until it feels easier. You can be unsure. You can be mad at it some days. You can be trying, and still not quite there. And still show up. Because boudoir isn’t about having it all figured out. It’s about giving yourself a moment where you get to feel good without condition. It’s about reclaiming space, about being seen, about feeling something other  than critical for once. You don’t have to love your body. But you do get to stop punishing it. You do get to feel proud in it. You do get to see it differently, even if just for a moment. So no, you don’t need to wait. You’re already enough. Still soft, still dangerous, Jess

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

Can I just be honest for a sec? Nobody walks into my studio feeling like a badass. No one feels fully ready. And almost every person tells me some version of, “Sorry, I’m probably the most awkward human you’ve ever photographed.” Spoiler alert—you’re not. You’re just human. And you’re not alone. So here’s what I wish more people knew before they showed up. You are not awkward. You’ve just spent most of your life trying not to be “too much” or take up too much space. You don’t need to know how to pose. That’s literally my  job. You don’t need to practice or be photogenic or know what to do with your hands. You just need to show up. I’ll walk you through the rest. You are not broken. You might be exhausted. You might be carrying way too much. You might not recognize yourself anymore. But you’re not broken. And you’re not too far gone to feel something again. You don’t have to earn this. You don’t have to lose weight, buy fancy lingerie, or feel 100% okay with your body before you book. This isn’t something you do when you’ve finally “arrived.” This is something you do on the way  back to yourself. You are not too much. You’re not too loud, too quiet, too shy, too curvy, too nervous, too emotional, too anything. You are allowed to take up space in this room, exactly as you are. You don’t have to feel ready. You just have to be open. That’s it. Let me take care of the rest. Still soft, still dangerous, Jess

Let me say the quiet part out loud: You don’t need a reason to book a boudoir session. You don’t need a partner. You don’t need a holiday, or a wedding, or an excuse that sounds “valid.” You can just want it. You can just want to feel like you  again. And that’s enough. I don’t know who decided boudoir had to be a gift for someone else, but they missed the entire point. This isn’t about them. It’s not about being “hot” for anyone but you. It’s not about proving anything. This is about you showing up for you. I’ve had humans book because they were healing, because they were leaving, because they were rebuilding, because they were curious, because they were bored, because they felt disconnected, because they just f*cking wanted to. And honestly? That’s my favorite kind of session. You don’t owe anyone a reason. You don’t have to explain why now. You don’t have to wait for a better season, or a smaller body, or someone else’s approval. This is your permission slip to want something without justifying it, to book the session, to take up space, to be celebrated because you exist , not because someone else asked for it. So if you’ve been waiting for a reason... This is it. You are. Still soft, still dangerous, Jess

Let’s just go ahead and say it, this whole idea that you need to be confident before you book your shoot? Total bullshit. I hear it all the time. “I want to, I really do, I just need to feel better about myself first.” And I get it. I really do. But that mindset will keep you stuck forever. Because confidence doesn’t come first. Showing up comes first. The shift happens in the session, not before it. Most of the humans I shoot don’t walk in feeling like their most radiant, powerful, magazine-worthy selves. They walk in feeling nervous, unsure, disconnected, and sometimes straight up convinced they don’t belong in front of a camera. And I always tell them, you do. You belong here even if you don’t feel ready, especially if you don’t feel ready. Confidence doesn’t show up in your inbox when you hit “book.” It sneaks in somewhere between outfit number two and that moment where you see yourself on the back of my camera and go, “Wait. That’s me?” This isn’t about being confident. It’s about doing the damn thing anyway. It’s about letting yourself be seen, exactly as you are, no changes needed. No weight lost. No healing finished. No glow up required. If you’ve been sitting on the idea, waiting until you feel more confident, this is me calling you out, gently, with love. You don’t wait for confidence. You build it. You show up. You breathe through the nerves. You stop saying “someday.” And then something shifts. T hat’s where the magic is. And I’m here when you’re ready to feel it. Still soft, still dangerous, Jess

Let’s just start here, this blog isn’t cute. It’s not curated. It’s not me pretending to be someone I’m not so I can sound more professional. This space is for all the things I’ve held back, the sh*t I’ve said behind the scenes, and the things I wish more women heard before they talked themselves out of booking a session. So if you’re here expecting fluff, you’re gonna be disappointed. But if you’re here for the truth, welcome to She Said What She Said . Let’s go. 1. You don’t need to fix yourself first. You don’t need to lose weight, get your life together, buy new lingerie, or suddenly love your body before you book. You are not a project, you are not a “before,” and you’re definitely not required to earn this experience. 2. You don’t have to be confident to do this. If I had a dollar for every woman who walked in saying, “I’m so awkward,” I’d be answering these emails from a beach in Spain. You’re not awkward, you’re just not used to being seen. Confidence doesn’t show up first, it shows up mid-shoot, right after the holy sh*t moment when you realize, “Wait, I look hot as hell.” 3. It’s okay to book this just for you. Not for your partner, not for an anniversary, not because someone gave you a gift card. You can do this just because you need to feel something again, just because you’re tired, just because you miss yourself. 4. Crying is normal. Like, really normal. I’ve had women sob halfway through changing outfits. I’ve had women hold it in until they got to the car. I’ve cried with clients in the middle of a set. This isn’t just about posing. Sometimes this is the first time they’ve looked at themselves without judgment. That’s heavy, and that’s real. 5. You are not too much. Too loud, too soft, too curvy, too quiet, too sexual, too broken, whatever “too much” someone told you you were? You’re not.You ’re just not meant to shrink into a version of yourself that makes other people more comfortable. And this space? It’s built for the real you. This blog is called She Said What She Said  for a reason. I’m not here to water it down, I’m here to talk about the messy, magical, complicated thing that happens when a woman finally decides she’s done waiting. So if you’re into that, keep reading. I’ve got a lot more to say. Jess