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My Empowering Boudoir Photo Shoot 30 Lbs Up

Uncategorized Feb 04, 2020
7 years ago, before my Intuitive Eating journey and when I was in the thick of diet culture, I said to myself, "I can't do a boudoir photoshoot until I lose some weight." I pulled out my calorie counting app and went down to a rigid and unsustainable 1,200 calorie diet to get skinny for my wedding. I thought the perfect Wedding gift for my husband would be a Boudoir Photo Shoot session. But he deserved me at my skinniest because if I couldn't be thin or attractive, then what kind of wife would I be? 
 
So I lost a couple of pounds on the 1,200 calorie diet, (obv.) but it didn't seem to cure this disgust towards my body image like I thought it would. It was actually making it worse. So I figured I just needed to lose more weight!  So I decided to do the Boudoir Photo Shoot for our 1 year Anniversary. I could drop ten more pounds in a year, right!?
 

Anniversary after Anniversary passed and I was only gaining more weight as our time together went on. I couldn't figure out why I just couldn't stick to dieting. I would always rebound with a crazy binge when a night out, a sickness, vacation or LIFE would hit. Damn you #willpower !!! If I could only stay home and never go out, I could eat my perfectly planned out meals and THEN I would have the perfect body! But we were social people and we liked our friends and our beer. So I did the only thing I could think of that would take control of the situation. I started up multiple eating disorders and finally started getting the praise I had always wanted with a slimmer body. Little did the praisers know that I was sickening myself to "health."
 
It was about 5 years ago when I deepened my journey into the Fitness world and thought I would try out Bodybuilding. About a month away from my competition, I was starting to lean out and see my muscles coming through like I never had before. My perfectly prepped and timed meals kept me lean and my commitment to this extreme show prep kept me out of the bars and in bed early for my 3-a-day training sessions. My excuse for not having a drink was finally valid and I felt power in this restricted life I was creating for myself. I was feeling confident about my outer shell for the first time in FOREVER. So, I got a referral from a friend that lead me to Photographer, Candice Lamarand because I figured my body would finally be good enough and cellulite-free the week before my show!
 
I scheduled my Boudoir Photoshoot a week out from my Bodybuilding Competition. A week before the competition is called Peak Week and deemed the most strenuous and tiresome week in the sport of Bodybuilding. I was gaunt, extremely fatigued and I looked sick from being underfed and overworked. Dehydration and drying out aged me 10 years along with the ever-so-lovely dark circles that hugged my lower eyelids like a squid suction-cupped to a rock. I didn't feel sexy AT ALL because I was so tired and run down. Sexy was the last thing on my mind. I was eating minimal calories and working out close to 5 hours a day. I had NO LIFE and I was so lean that my body couldn't produce enough hormones or proteins to keep my body adequately fueled. So it shut down the unnecessary systems in order to keep my brain functions going. Goodbye period.
 
 
 
Don't get too excited, ladies. This meant having a super low sex drive and ZERO desire to feel sexy. This was all part of the process and where I took a wrong turn in this sport. It wasn't Bodybuilding that made me this way, it was the mindset I had after the show that killed me. Because YOU CANNOT KEEP A STAGE-LEAN BODY. This is one reason I HATE when people pin show-lean contestants as their #bodygoals on their "GET SKINNY" Pinterest boards. Even Bodybuilding coaches will tell you that look is unsustainable and unhealthy for a long-term lifestyle. And my body was just trying to survive at this point, it didn't care about a photoshoot. So a day before my scheduled photo session, I called and canceled with my photographer and moved the Boudoir Photo Shoot to 2 weeks after my show when I thought my body would feel rejuvenated and beautiful again!
 
The 2-week mark came up quick and I kept getting more and more frustrated as my expectations to keep this depleted body got stronger and further away from my goal. I binged on all the foods I couldn't have during my prep and felt an intense layer of guilt and shame being padded onto my thighs.
 
When my re-scheduled photoshoot came back up, I was embarrassed that my body had gained 7 necessary pounds. Then the body dysmorphia set in when my skinny clothes started to fill out with my healthy body again. I emailed her and canceled it altogether. Even though I was about 25 pounds leaner than my previous attempt 3 years prior, my body still wasn't perfect enough.
 
So I set out on a mission to get back to a just-stepped-off-the-stage lean body. But genetically, my blueprint just wasn't meant to sustain show-lean figure, NOBODY IS MEANT TO SUSTAIN THAT. But I didn't listen. Instead, I brought back the eating disorders and persisted in the resistance of "health" at all costs. Because skinny meant healthy to me and weight gain of any kind meant failure in my world. I was in pursuit of the perfect body and one dimple of cellulite would throw that venture off into not-good-enough land.
 
AS THE YEARS WENT ON...
Fast forward 6 years through two pregnancies, a hip replacement, and some serious issues around my mental and physical health. My body and mind finally had enough with the militant macro counting, excessive workouts, and mental space being taken up by moralizing my foods and specific body parts as good or bad. I couldn't keep this vicious cycle up of constantly thinking about food, bingeing on the weekends and restricting on the weekdays any longer. So I found a coach in the Food Freedom world in hopes that my dysmorphic body image would start to heal. I knew I needed help but never realized the mental journey it would take me on. I never knew it would give me more confidence in a bigger body than I ever had in a leaner one. I always thought Intuitive Eating meant giving up on yourself. but it was the exact opposite. It turned out, it was total freedom. 
 
HERE'S WHERE THE MAGIC HAPPENED
Enter 7 years later when I am about 30 lbs up from my breakdown weight and knee-deep into the world of Intuitive Eating and body acceptance. I was still feeling insecure about my body and knew I needed something totally outside of my realm to help me step into the light and accept this bigger body of mine. As I was scrolling through my email one day, I came across the thread with Candice and remembered that lonely deposit that was waiting for me to take advantage of. I called Candice and she generously accepted my deposit I made 4 years prior. We scheduled a date for MY BOUDOIR SHOOT, 30 LBS UP.
 
Can I be completely honest with you? I thought about canceling again. I was in the thick of my journey and the middle is by far the hardest part. It's like you're straddling a fence between the old you and the new you and you get stuck in the uncomfortable middle sometimes.
 
D-DAY
I was nervous and extremely rigid and inflexible when I got there. Luckily, I hit the jackpot with her encouraging smile and her power to make me feel like nothing was wrong with my body. I started breathing easier as my clothes dropped to the floor and I oddly enough started opening up and getting more and more confident in my poses. It got easier and suddenly, I felt loose, free and worthy to feel sexy in my bigger body. This was what I needed to finally feel free as the last of the lingerie slinked down my dimply thigh and hit the floor. I felt awake, alive and like my life had more meaning than the size of my hips. I was liberated from my body shaming prison and never realized I held the key to my own freedom all along.
 
As we were wrapping up, she started asking me about touch-ups and redo's. "Leave it all", I said confidently. I told her to leave in the scars from my previous surgeries and leave the cellulite. She smiled with relief and let me be me in my truest form. I have never experienced such a euphoric moment within myself before. I felt liberated, accepted, and more confident than I ever did in my leaner body; because that confidence and acceptance came from myself.
 
THE LOOK ON HIS FACE SAID IT ALL
I would be lying if I told you I didn't feel a little scared, insecure and anxious when my husband opened up the email with the proofs.
 
"What if he thinks I'm too fat?"
"What if he doesn't like that pose because of the extra fat on my back?"
"What if he makes fun of me?"
What if he doesn't find me attractive anymore?" 
"What if he wants a divorce because I'm not as lean as I used to be?"
 
But I knew this was one of those turning-point moments like I saw in the movies. There was a breakthrough patiently waiting behind my fearful heart and I knew I had to take the plunge so I could break this ceiling of comfortability.
 
THE THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD SAID IT ALL
My reaction when I saw the first picture was not a good one. "I am a lot bigger than I thought I was", the little insecure voice in my head said. It was kind of a shock at first, but as  I started to flip through the proofs, I saw something I never saw in my self before. I saw a genuinely authentic smile, sultry lips, and confidence that just couldn't escape the photo. I started warming up to seeing myself in a bigger body and I LIKED IT. I liked it because I saw the freedom to be who I was, not who I thought I should be for everyone else. I saw self-made confidence, not a pursuit of validation from others. I saw beauty in its truest form because that's what I chose to see. I saw a healthy body that worked out for energy and was fed consistently. And my mouth spread into the biggest smile when I came across my favorite picture of them all. 
 
 
I saw nothing but my TRUE self here. This is me. This is WHOLEHEARTEDLY ... me.
 
I wish I could show you so many more, but these are truly for me and my hubby. This wasn't just a gift to him, it was a gift to myself. It was a gift to my flaws for hating them all these years instead of giving them the love and attention they so desperately needed. This was a turning point for my body shame and an abrupt eviction of believing my self-destructive insecurities.
 
It was LIBERATING being free to walk, sit, twist, and bend in a way that was natural to me, as opposed to my fake, side posed Instagram pictures that always left me feeling empty inside because I knew the lies that sat behind the sucked-in stomach, arched back and painful smile.
 
To see my husband's face light up when he saw my curves, my bigger shape and all of me on display meant the world to me. It was like watching the Groom's face at a wedding instead of the Bride when she walked down the aisle. There are only a few people I now take criticisms from and truly care what they think of me, and he is one of them. But he only made up about 30% of my value in this. Because at that moment right there, I knew no other stranger's opinion, no other comment on Instagram, and no other voice in my head could ever tell me I wasn't enough. BECAUSE I BELIEVED I WAS.
 
I stopped letting the opinion of others and my vision of what I thought healthy should be, dictate my worth. I stopped allowing myself to feel bad for not fitting into a perfect mold of what I thought "health" should look like and found my own, healthiest and ideal body. Even though I had plans of doing this Boudoir Photoshoot on our first Anniversary, I gave it to him on our seventh. It took me a while, but I got there. I DID IT! And I'm pretty sure I'm going to do this every year or so now because I am finally EMPOWERED by my own body. 
 
 
Written with love, hope, and scars, by 
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