Boudoir can be a lot of things. Glamorous. Romantic. Sexy. Empowering. (And also slightly terrifying. I know.) But most of all? Boudoir is an adventure. Seriously. The idea of it is still taboo to a lot of people, which I wholeheartedly understand but fiercely disagree with… because it shouldn’t be. It’s okay to dress up and be glamorous and sexy. (And really, it’s more than okay. I think it’s required. On [at least] an almost daily basis.) But to step outside of your comfort zone in such an in-your-face, no-holds-barred kind of way is the truest definition of an adventure. So it’s really awesome that I’m also continuously surprised at the number of women who, after it comes up in conversation, have actually been dying to do a boudoir shoot too… and just never gave themselves the permission to do it. Oh, I just really want to do that too because it looks like so much fun. And the thing is, it IS fun. And beautiful and empowering and all that jazz I talk about all the time.
My latest boudoir shoot was back at the W Hotel again, which is fast becoming my favorite spot for boudoir in the city. (The stairs in the lobby make me feel like Cinderella and the best papaya martini in existence lives here. Boom. Instant love.) This time, we got started early in the morning and the sunlight streaming in through those beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows was perfection. And my lovely client, who made my day when she said she was doing this for herself more than anyone else, got to jump in and have fun, feel empowered, be sexy. IN YOUR FACE.
She did awesome. Of course. Afterwards, I asked her if she was glad she’d done the boudoir thing. Because the idea of boudoir can be scary and just a little intimidating, I always ask this question. I really want to know. Even more so than making beautiful photos that make my clients feel
good damn good about themselves, it’s my goal to make sure they’re glad they did this, even (or especially) if it was a little daunting. Because if you’re going to toe the edge of an adventure, then jump in with eyes open, it better be worth it. She was SO glad she’d done it, she said. And guess what? You’d be glad too.
Atlanta. Boudoir. Photographer. Krista Turner.