07/27/2026
Imagine this…
Golden hour.
A secluded meadow.
The sound of the wind through the trees.
Bare feet in the grass.
An oversized sweater slipping off one shoulder.
A vintage quilt.
Lace.
Cowboy boots.
Soft skin glowing in the last light of the day.
No studio.
No pressure.
No audience.
Just you, rediscovering the version of yourself you’ve been missing.
I’m considering opening a very limited evening of Outdoor Bo***ir Minis at this private location.
Think soft.
Think earthy.
Think romantic.
Think less “posed” and more “caught in a beautiful moment.”
If this is something you’d book…drop a 🌿 below so I know.