When you decide to get nude photos done you do your homework! You want to be comfortable. You want to be given the freedom to go at your own pace. You don’t want to be treated like a number. I am NOT a model. My body is NOT something you would see in a magazine (unless it was a pre-op photo of a tummy tuck!)  I have lumps and bumps, scars & curves galore. For my 25th birthday, I celebrated QUITTING my 15 years of Yo-Yo dieting! I also did this to try and see, if what I am trying to sell ladies…. well…… (Don’t fire me Kira) is true.
I’m not going to lie; this was extremely hard for me to actually do! I have had a hate/hate relationship with my body for as long as I can remember. I won’t even swim in a full piece swim suit because I need a sarong or board shorts. So how on earth was I going to strip down RAW strip down naked and publicly put this photo out there? In fear of what my ex love would think? In fear of what my evil sister in law would say? In fear of my husband being embarrassed his heffa wife wants to be photographed nude! Not only that but publicly share the images?!?! Yesterday I turned 25. I quit trying to be anyone else but who I am a few years ago. But this cements it. I used to say “I don’t care what anyone thinks” but that was the biggest lie. I care to much! I always have. I would take everything to heart. I have been learning how to love myself. Working at Art Photography by Kira has boosted my confidence so much. I am Beautiful. Just as I am. Yes, I want to lose weight. But I am beautiful. Just as I am.
I am lucky enough to have a husband who met me skinny and has kept his rose coloured glasses on as I have yo-yoed up and down throughout the years. Ryan and I are completely different people, I am fire and he is a calm ocean. Myself–with all my wild ideas, fast talking ways, and flailing of arms to tell a story–was deeply in love with a man whose patience, calm, and strength made him an anchor in my life. I call Ryan my anchor because we met at time when life’s winds were gusting around me so strong and I tried to hold on, but to what? To whom? And then he walked in the room. Ash covered fire brigade pants and a black bonds singlet, motorbike helmet and jacket in arms. Sold. In love. He was mine and I would do whatever I had to do to get him. I found him so sexy and am so repulsed by the sight of my own body I had to find my mojo. I had to find a lil love for myself!  Just a lil.
I have worked here for 2ish months now. I have learned allot about women and their body image of themselves. I stripped off today. I stripped down raw! {Yes I kind of made hubby spray tan me last night for an extra boost of confidence} when I took off my clothes in front of the mirror {in my work place :O } I freaked out a little! But then I put on my birthday present, a brand spanking new pair of Christian Louboutin Daffodil shoes and I was Kim Kardashian! I was HOT! Having worked with Kira before I know this woman knows what she is doing! When I shoot with her, I surrender myself to her and trust in what she is doing. When the robe came off surprisingly I felt powerful. I was nervous to the end result and if there would be anything I would like. But I was having fun. I enjoyed the ride. The result? Well, I AM FREAKING HOT! Curves and all. I am perfect, however I come. I am perfect, curves saggy belly and all! But feel free to judge for yourself.
Would I do it again? Hell yeah! I had a blast. It has cemented in my mind what I am doing here.
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HAHA besides doing this blog on work time {SSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhh}
I was not paid for this, and every single word is true and written by me haha

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