Ready or Not | Crowley Texas Boudoir Photography

Posted on June 15, 2009

For the first time, I’m really not going to say much about this sneak peek. I mean, I had a blast, one of the most fun filled sessions I can remember. Seriously.

But the note posted at the end of this sneak peek says way more than I ever could. I’m still not telling whether or not it made me cry.

Dear Noire Belle Blog Stalkers
If you’re reading this, you’re probably a blog stalker, like I have been for a long time. And you might even be thinking, “Gosh, I wish I had the courage to do something like this for my husband/boyfriend.” But you don’t, right?
Yeah, neither did I.
See, I’m a photographer, with a pretty steady boudoir business. So when I decided that my OWN husband needed some boudoir pictures, I was very picky about what photographer would capture them. I guess it’s like how hairstylists are always ultra-picky about who does their hair, ya know? Except, this person would be responsible for making me look my best in all-eternal pictures. EEK!
I had all the confidence in the world in the weeks and days leading up to the shoot. Even as I was packing up my clothes, getting my hair and makeup done… I felt like it was no big deal. After all, I do this all the time on the other end of the camera, right? Totally nothing to worry about.
Then I found myself sitting outside the Noire Belle studio COMPLETELY hyperventilating. All I could see in my mind were my fat thighs, my stretch marks, the little bit of tummy I still hadn’t lost after pregnancy. And I swear to all that’s holy, I almost turned around and went home. Even cried for a minute.
It might sound dorky, but what saved me was my playlist. I turned on my iPod, pumped in some Lady GaGa that makes me feel foxy, and I decided not to be such a baby. My husband CLEARLY loves my body, so I had nothing to worry about. I was going to go in with no reservations, afraid of nothing, willing to try anything… and I was going to have a blast.
Turns out, that was the best attitude to have.
Sarah is SUCH a doll, and her infectious laugh and easy manner set me right at ease. I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun… really and truly. By the time we were done with the session, I felt like a supermodel. And hey, I’m REALLY not! When I got home to my husband later, he had no idea where I’d been, but commented that I looked so happy, I was glowing!
All this is said, blog reader, to encourage you. The only thing in your way is you. If you wait until you’re the “perfect” size, you’ll never do this. So come on now, and celebrate the woman you are TODAY.
If I, a photographer who’s insanely critical, trust Sarah to capture my photos… well, then you probably can, too!
Chelsea
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