I love sharing different photo experiences that clients have sent me. Especially with sessions that seem a bit not traditional. For boudoir sessions I don’t share photos with faces or real names
My Scantily Clad Experience
No way, no how. I was simply not going to do it. These were the thoughts rolling around in my head after Tamara suggested I partake in one of her famous boudoir mini-sessions. After picking my jaw up off the floor, I collected the necessary information: location, time, items to bring… attire? Yep, Tamara confirmed that I do actually have to be less than appropriately clothed in order for it count as a boudoir session. I quickly created a few panicked pro/cons lists in my head and realized that this was something I would never do – and consequently I had to do it.
Once the decision was made, I had the task compiling potential outfits for my photography session. Having never really spent much time and money on lingerie, I had an awkward assortment of bra and panty sets. Nonetheless, I packed them all up and reassured myself that Tamara would know what was best. A few finishing touches the morning of my session and I was on my way to cross something off my bucket list.
Every fear I’d ever had about the session was immediately wiped away when I entered the hotel room. It was not set up like a porn film set, as I had pictured in my mind. Tamara had set up a few lights here and there and simply moved some furniture around. After choosing a few outfits and outlining our session we were off and running. I felt most self-conscious as I posed for my first shot, uncomfortably aware of my awkward body. However, with a little encouragement I was able to relax enough to enjoy the session. Was it slightly awkward? Sure. Was it anything like I had pictured? Absolutely not. All in all I enjoyed the experience and was proud of myself for stepping outside of my comfort zone.
It was not until Tamara sent me a few photos that I realized what I had done. The photos were stunning, tasteful and an incredible ego boost. I had never seen myself in such a light. They were not sexy, provocative photos like I had imagined. They were sensual, intimate photos that portrayed me as a beautiful woman. I had previously envisioned boudoir photos as a taboo form of sexual teasing. Instead I left with beautiful photos that I would be proud to show off –to a few select individuals that is. My experience has forever changed my way of viewing myself and my body. And I’m so thankful to have come to this realization before it was too late to appreciate. — Erotic E