There's this weird dilemma in style blogging: are you a salesgirl, or are you an artist? As the years wear on, I know myself better and better, and I just can't stick with a vanilla narrative. I'm much happier in edgier intellectual territory.
I have actually shot a fair amount of boudoir material in the past, but I haven't brought it into my blog because I wasn't totally sure if I wanted to invite all that comes with pushing those creative boundaries into my space. However, I love this Marlies Dekkers pinstriped set too much not to share it.
So much of sharing a boudoir look is about being comfortable with your own vulnerability. If somebody doesn't like your sweater, it's pretty easy to walk away from any feelings that brings. But if someone doesn't like you, at your essence, it isn't always as simple to find your way back toward a peaceful state of mind.
After my children were born, I lost a lot of weight. So much, in fact, that I couldn't even fit in the smallest sizes at most stores, and found myself shopping in the children's department. It is a challenge to be an underweight person amidst an obesity epidemic. At my thinnest, I received countless compliments on my figure, often coupled with enthusiastic questions about "how I do it!" and even once was told that I should feel lucky I didn't have a "real" problem. I struggled to answer when my personal health was at stake and I was desperately trying to regain at least some of what I had lost.
After nearly seven years of effort, I have found my way back to a healthy weight. I have been compassionate toward my body even during the most challenging moments of weight loss. Among women, I am fortunate that self-love actually comes pretty easily, despite the struggles.
Thanks to my friend Kate at French Theft in Los Gatos for letting me shoot in her beautiful shop, and thanks for reading!