
Jen must have sensed it. In the days leading up to the shoot at her studio, Jen emailed and texted me tiny pep talks. Told me the shoot would be awesome no matter what I wore. Told me I’m beautiful inside and out. Told me to expect to just have fun. So incredibly sweet.
When I arrived at Jen’s studio, I suddenly realized I had been to the building before for another photo shoot. I flashed back to that day, four years ago, when I was three months pregnant {and not feeling particularly svelte}. I had to wear a certain hue and the shirt that worked was less than flattering. The makeup artist applied fake eyelashes so big I could barely see and told me my lips were too thin. And the photographer huffed and puffed through throughout the shoot. I remember smiling for the camera while feeling deflated and unworthy of the spotlight. And, no surprise, I hated the final photos.
As I stood in that space again last weekend, the nerves melted away and I actually felt relieved. I was far better off, I realized, calling the shots – wearing what I wanted, applying my own {minimal} makeup, working with a photographer who looked through her lens and saw beauty – not extra weight or short lashes or thin lips.
I wasn’t put on this planet to be a supermodel. And I’m pretty sure longer lashes and bigger lips won’t help me be any more authentic, any more creative, any more compassionate. What you see is what you get. And that’s what I love about these pictures of me.
photo credit:
jennifer liv photography
web site: jenniferlivphotography.com
email: jenniferlivphotography@hotmail.com
{thank you, jen!!! you rock!}