Nudes officially no longer live here. In the process of launching a dot com which should be up before the end of the night. That’ll have a small selection of my favorites.
AND FOR THE RECORD
Photographers, talking about how much you worship the female form, and how byoooootiful ladies are, and how their bodies are just a miracle, and breasts! and hips! and butts!, even if it’s meant in a complimentary and nice way is still a subtle form of misogyny.
It’s called objectification.
Women are fucking people. Their bodies are just like your bodies, the parts just work a little differently.
When male photographers talk about me like this all the while staring at me with a little bit of drool escaping from the corner of their mouths, I feel like a cornered animal, not a respected person who is in a room with you to -do work-.
If you want the company of a charming naked lady and that’s it, drop the charade and the camera. Hire a sex worker who is positively, consensually doing sex work.
Do not hire me.
What the fuck is with this internet culture that makes it okay to take images that aren’t yours, disregard their original intention, and publicly use them in your personal collection of spank bank / fetish material?
If I have one more motherfucking firecrotch blog, ‘big nipple’ blog, saggy tits (!!!!!) blog, or otherwise any blog that posts professional images of me along side amateur snap shots of women making O faces while they straddle some guy’s cock, I am actually going to set something on fire.
I am really getting tired of saying this.
If you are a porn blog -
If you tag photos with objectifying tags or tags related to specific body parts (pussy, tits, etc.)-
If your entire blog is dedicated to fetishizing red pubic hair -
If you are going to add comments to my photos that say anything sexual -
If you are planning to DELETE CREDITS FROM MY PHOTOS -
DO NOT REBLOG MY FUCKING WORK.
If you fit into any of these categories and have reblogged me, kindly delete the posts.
“She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon.
You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.
She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.”
Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things
Anonymous asked: You have many many amazing photos, but the ones that grab my attention are the ones where the photographer captures your beautiful expressive eyes when you look into the camera and out at us.
Aw! Thanks, anon.
Anonymous asked: i love that you're so body-positive, it's very encouraging to me. do you still have moments where you doubt your appearance or hesitate to shoot with someone? i've been modeling for a couple of years and still feel awkward sometimes.
Short answer: yes.
Long answer: I definitely have days where I feel less than awesome about myself, but that’s more human-me than model-me, I think. I have days where I don’t understand what the fuck my hair is doing, etc, and there are certainly things that I wish I could change about myself in my darker moments.
I try really hard not to let those moments last, though.
The thing is, all that trite shit that people tell you about loving yourself really is true. You’ve got to be your own number one advocate, because there are always people in the world no matter WHAT you do who will be all too happy to try to tear you down.
We all have our opinions and moments when we criticize others, but at the end of the day, our opinions speak much more loudly about ourselves than they do about the people we’re talking about.
And yeah, I’ll avoid shooting with people (even if it’s a potentially lucrative job) if the way they talk about me or other models makes me uncomfortable. (That includes negative comments and overly sexualizing comments. Photographers, take note: If you talk about me in remotely sexual terms, I am not interested in working with you. The people I fuck can sing the praises of my glorious tits all day and night, but if we are working together, I do not want to hear it. It’s enough to know that you like my look and want to shoot. Do not talk to me about my tits, my ass, my pubic hair, my skin - just don’t do it. ) I just don’t want to be around that kind of negativity. I catch wind of people saying nasty things about me, and I choose not to engage. It’s not worth my time. There’s work I’ve got to be doing, and a life I’ve got to live in this body. I’d rather worry about making myself happy than a.) pleasing others or b.) being upset over other people’s insecurities.
I think a lot of that negative talk is bullshit, I think it prevents people from growing as artists, and I think it distracts from the process. It’s not helpful to anyone. At all.
General policy: if it’s not your body, it’s not your business. Shut the fuck up.
The beautiful thing I’ve discovered is that the more I’ve actively avoided that kind of negativity in friends and collaborators in every area of my life, the more beautiful people and opportunities have come out of the woodwork. I’m working on narrowing my bubble to include only thoughtful, body-positive, sex-positive, queerfriendlyintersectionalfeminist awesome people with good intentions. That way, I don’t have to worry about explaining how to be a decent human being to people and can instead just get down to business. I can also trust that the people around me are smart and will tell me when I (inevitably) fuck up and say busted shit by accident.
This got away from me a little bit.
Try not to let the doubt get to you. You have more important things to do, like be fabulous. And on the days where it inevitably does, do your best to be nice to yourself and do the things for yourself that you know will make you feel better - good friends, tea, netflix, bed, bubble bath, whatever. I think that’s the best any of us can do.