10 Feral AF Boudoir Photoshoot FAQs You Were Too Nervous to Ask (But Desperately Googled at 2AM)

Okay but like… do people actually book boudoir when they feel like a half-feral, sleep-deprived gremlin with adult acne and imposter syndrome?

Yes. And they crush it.

If your brain has been spinning with 3AM questions like:

“What if I look awkward?”

“What if I’m not sexy enough?”

“Is crying mid-photoshoot... normal?”

Then this post is for you.

You don’t need to be “ready,” “fit,” or “radiating confidence” to book a boudoir session with me. You just need a pulse and a whisper of a "what if I actually did this?"

So here’s the deal: I’m dropping 10 of the most raw, unfiltered, off-the-wall, totally valid questions I get all the time—from real clients who were scared sh*tless and did it anyway.

These aren't your “will there be a makeup artist?” kind of questions.

These are your unhinged but holy-sh*t-I-feel-seen questions.

Let’s rip the Band-Aid off and talk about what you’re really wondering.

Because spoiler alert: you’re not alone—and you’re way more ready than you think.

Save this post if you’ve been secretly lurking the idea of a shoot but still feel like a raccoon in a trench coat pretending to be confident.

You don’t need to feel sexy. You don’t need to feel anything but willing to try. That spark you’re missing? We’re going to find it and stoke the hell out of it. This is where sexy starts—not where it ends.

BABE. YES. This shoot is literally made for you on your messiest, most “I-don’t-have-my-shit-together” day. You do not need to fix a single thing. Not your mood. Not your body. Not your existence. Come as you are. Leave as a damn legend.

Hell no. I celebrate the entire human experience: bumps, lines, jiggles, softness, all of it. You’re not a Photoshop project. You’re art. Period. And anyone who made you feel otherwise can go step on a Lego.

You and 99.9% of the people I shoot. That’s why I guide you—head to toe, fingertip to pinky toe—into poses that flatter, empower, and don’t make you feel like a stiff chicken nugget. No modeling experience required. Just show up. I got the rest.

Then we pass you a tissue and keep hyping you like the masterpiece you are. Boudoir is emotional. You’re releasing shame and reclaiming power. Crying is welcome. Screaming is optional. Champagne is on standby.

Then let it come up. Because this isn’t just a photoshoot—it’s a reckoning, a release, and a radical act of love toward a body that’s carried you through everything. I’ve seen people process grief, trauma, joy, rage, and wild healing in this space. You are safe here. And you will leave changed.

Being vulnerable is brave AF, and I never take that lightly. You get full control over what you wear, how much you reveal, and what boundaries feel safe. Want to wear a leather jacket and nothing else? Great. Want to keep it cozy and covered? Also great. I’m here for your version of power.

HELL YES. I’m here for the full chaotic healing era. Bring your comfort. Bring your weird. Bring your glitter cowboy boots and your favorite bag of Hot Cheetos. This is your show—I’m just directing the vibes.

ALL. THE. TIME. My clients are every age, every size, every stage of life—and they slay. You don’t need to be a 22-year-old influencer to deserve photos that make you feel like the cover of your own damn novel.

Let me be blunt: that doesn’t happen. Because I take the time to understand your vibe, your angles, your vision—and I create an experience that reflects YOU, not a one-size-fits-all Pinterest fantasy. You won’t just love your photos. You’ll fight people to show them off.