Boudoir Photography

I have learned a lot about body-image and self-love through boudoir photography. For about a year I focused my photography primarily on boudoir photography and I loved it. Photographing women in a vulnerable situation was a great opportunity to alter their self-image and hopefully grow their self-esteem. I loved when women would get their photos and message me to say, “Liz, I have never felt as beautiful as I did at the session or looking at these photos.” Or when they couldn’t believe the photos were of them (even though I would do very minimal editing). It was one of the most rewarding things that I have done thus far.

Each woman was beautiful in their own way and it was awesome to see them transform throughout the session. Typically the women would be nervous (understandably) at the beginning of the session. And then as we continued to talk and photograph, they became visibly more confident and comfortable with their body.

I found that the more I did these types of photo sessions and saw women begin to accept and love themselves, the more comfortable I became with myself and my body. Working on photos of women of all shapes and sizes that were each gorgeous, made me realize that there is no one true “perfect body type.” Each woman, regardless of how perfect their body would seem to society, had a part of their physical appearance that they did not like.

I think we, as women, need to not only practice more positive self talk, but also need to tell the women around us how beautiful and important they are. I believe that practicing positive peer talk will make it easier to see ourselves in a more graceful light. We are our own worst critics. I know that I would never talk to or think about the women in my life the way that I think about myself at times. That’s something that needs to change.

We need to start uplifting those around us and maybe in turn we will start thinking more positively about ourselves. It is all about a positive mindset. Get yourself in the routine of thinking more positively (no matter how difficult it may be at times) and you will find yourself in a healthier and happier mindset.

Fake it until you make it.

Love Always,

Elizabeth

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Everything Happens for a Reason

I don’t know if you believe in God. Honestly, I’m not sure what I believe in myself. What I do know is that everything seems to happen for a reason. I might not understand it at the time, but eventually the events in my life all start to make sense. If you have been following my blog, you know that recently I had a medical issue and have not been feeling well.

My doctor contributed the seizures’ reappearance to stress and anxiety. He said that I should not be driving and that my neurologist will probably suspend my license for a year. If I can go one year seizure-free, I will be able to get my license back. With my current job coming to an end and my new job (within walking distance of my house) quickly approaching, there has been a lot of transition and stress in my life.

If you know me, I have a hard time admitting that I’m not okay and asking for help. I continued to try to work through these health issues. My body has continually been getting tired and weak with stress, medications, and anxiety. Not even two weeks ago I felt so strong and healthy. It’s crazy how quickly things can change.

A few days ago my job gave me the opportunity to leave my resignation early. I will be taking a sort of leave-of-absence for health reasons and will be released from my resignation date on a good standing with the company. This news lead me to tears. I have been so worried about how I am going to be able to schedule my upcoming appointments without taking time off. I have been desperately trying to figure out transportation to and from work. I knew that I needed to take time to help heal my body and mind, but didn’t know how to make those opportunities happen.

In the next month I will be focusing on my physical and mental health. This isn’t what I asked for, but it is definitely what I needed.

Take care of yourself. You can’t take care of others when you are broken yourself.

Love Always,

Elizabeth