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Carrie Anne Kelly Studios

Body positive bo***ir experiences for women on a self love journey. Let’s face it, we only get one life to live. Why spend it focusing on the flaws?

I am a lifestyle portrait photographer who specializes in working with women & their families! It took me a while, but I recently discovered that I need to work with women because I am a woman myself and can identify with many of the challenges we face everyday. Whether we are dealing with extreme insecurities, self consciousness, or body image issues, I have been there. As a woman, I am sensitive to those feelings and it is my goal to relieve you of any of those feelings for the time we spend together, and I can pretty much promise you that you will leave your session a different woman in one way or another. Whether you book me for your wedding, a bo***ir, portrait, family, or maternity session one thing always remains the same; I photograph you as you are in this moment and you are good enough. Life is too short to continue pushing off portrait or bo***ir sessions until you “lose the weight” or look the way you think you should. You are perfect the way you are, now let me capture that and help you embrace all those beautiful things that make you, YOU! Let’s do this.

11/01/2026

I almost always do my own hair and makeup AND take my own photos.

This time I did my makeup in the car on the 15 with products that were probably expired 😂 almost cried over my hair, realized my dress was too big and had to last minute rig it tighter. Very glamorous behind the scenes.

But for once, I handed someone else the camera.

I’ve spent over a decade taking self portraits and I love them, but there’s one thing you can’t give yourself when you’re on both sides of the camera: the experience of seeing yourself through someone else’s eyes.

Throughout the night I kept asking my bae to take photos of me, and there was still that little voice saying “ugh is he going to be annoyed?” or “just enjoy the moment, you don’t need photos.”

But I wanted the photos. And you’re allowed to want the photos. You’re allowed to take up space in them.

At one point I stopped posing and he said “no wait, keep going.” Then in front of the fireplace he took one, looked at it, GASPED and immediately started taking more.

And that was something I never experienced tbh

I spend so much of my life being that person for other women. Hyping them up. Making them feel safe enough to be seen. Showing them what I see from my side of the camera.

For once, I got to experience a little of that myself. It was really special.

When I look at these photos , I see someone powerful. Someone glowing. A woman in one of the happiest chapters of her life even though somehow it’s also been one of the fu***ng hardest. I see a woman I’m really proud of.

And maybe that’s why I believe so deeply in documenting yourself while you’re here. If it’s all temporary, might as well make it cinematic.

You don’t need a reason beyond wanting to feel beautiful. You don’t need to wait until you look different or feel more confident. You’re allowed to be the main character in your own life.

I’m just really fu***ng grateful that for once, someone I love was behind the camera to show me what he sees. ❤️ I’ll savor these photos forever. I knew what that feeling was but I kind of forgot to be honest and I’m so glad I got to remember.

11/01/2026

Clarisse. My alter ego. Mon autre moi.

Getting to know parts of my soul through her.

From the outside, this might look like an ode to old Hollywood. For me, it’s become something more personal—a way of healing through honoring the places I feel my soul has been and the lives it may have lived.

As an artist, this is how I make sense of things: I follow a feeling and give it somewhere to exist. I know it won’t resonate with everyone, but it makes sense to me.

More to come 💕Also, there’s something so special about being photographed by someone who loves you. This video and all these photos were taken on an iPhone and edited using the Tezza app- nothing special. But I can feel the way he sees me in them. And that’s where the magic really lives.

10/31/2026

They still tell a story about Clarisse at Ivy Manor.

In Paris, people came back night after night to watch her dance. Her photographs hung in rooms she would never visit. Then she and her lover disappeared aboard a ship, and her name began appearing beneath a different kind of portrait.

But that evening, she was sitting beside the manor’s fireplace, arranging her white stole.

Her lover raised his camera.

“Shall I look innocent?”

“Too late.”

She lifted her chin, cigarette poised between black-gloved fingers. The flash caught her looking directly at him.

They stayed long enough to be remembered. She studied the portraits in the hall. He photographed her beneath the ivy lamps, then among the roses. Later, someone saw them crossing the garden arm in arm.

By the time someone brought out the missing notices, the couple had vanished into the fog.

Everyone remembered seeing them. No one remembered letting them in.

The hostess went to collect their glasses from beside the fireplace.

Both glasses were full. In the ashtray, Clarisse’s cigarette was still burning.

At Ivy Manor, the living have never been the only guests.

10/30/2026

Idk I just work here 😇

10/27/2026

Sincerely,
The Sagittarius that believes in you more than you do ♐️

I think most of the best things in my life happened because I was delusional enough to believe there was something better waiting for me. The world will give you plenty of reasons to be realistic. Dream bigger anyway. Change your mind. Take the risk. Go somewhere new. Bet on yourself. You have one weird little life to live, might as well see what the f**k happens. May all your delulu come trululu. 🤍

10/23/2026

Her name was Clarisse.

I met her during a past life regression session. The first scene I saw was from a child’s height: a beautiful Paris apartment, high ceilings, my parents arguing above me. I had the impression they were artists. I remember how small I felt in that room.

Then I was older, backstage at a club in Paris, looking at myself in a mirror.

There were warm lights around the glass. My hair was pinned, my dress caught the light, and beyond the dressing room I could hear people sitting down for the show.

I don’t know the exact year. Some details were vivid; others never came into focus.

I knew she was good at what she did. When she performed, people cried. She gave something of herself to the room, and people came back to feel it again.

What stayed with me was the moment at the mirror. She was beautiful and admired, but she seemed alone. I came away with a feeling I could put into words: she belonged to everybody but herself.

The last part I saw was a ship headed for America. She was leaving to begin again. I felt how much she wanted that new life.

The ship sank. In the session, I experienced her drowning.

Afterward, I kept thinking about her work, and how much I understood that part of her.

I love being a photographer. I love helping women feel comfortable enough to let themselves be seen. But I also know how much of myself goes into that experience, and how tired I can feel afterward, even when the work is good. There are days when I want someone to ask how I am and have time for the whole answer.

That was what I recognized in Clarisse.

For Halloween, I’m building a costume around her. These photos were my first experiment with the hair. I’m still looking for the dress, imagining the club, wondering what she was like when she went home.

There’s a lot I didn’t see in that session. As I put her story together, I’m leaving room for imagination.

I keep coming back to that woman at the mirror, taking a moment before someone called her name.

10/17/2026

Sometimes I think we hear Pilates and think cute matching sets, the aesthetic, or just what we see online. But Pilates was created as a system of movement that connects the mind and body, with the body working as a whole.

It became popular in the dance community, and today so many more people are discovering it. But the version we see online can make it feel like there’s a certain way you have to look to belong.

Reading the inquiries for my first six private lessons reminded me so much of reading my bo***ir inquiries. Different reasons for reaching out, but that same desire to feel better in their bodies.

And that’s my why. In bo***ir and in Pilates. Helping women feel connected to their bodies, confident in themselves, and welcome exactly where they are.

Such a cool thread between these two chapters of my life.

10/16/2026

I never really thought I would amount to much.

I wasn’t the kid who had it all figured out. I cried in math class. I struggled in school. I didn’t know what I wanted my life to look like, I just knew I wanted it to feel like mine.

And I think one of the hardest parts of getting older is holding onto your ability to dream.

The world will give you a million reasons to be realistic. People will doubt the things you can see so clearly in your head. They’ll question the unconventional path, the weird idea, the life that doesn’t make sense to them.

You have to believe in it anyway.

Because somehow, this became my life.

I get to make art, meet incredible people, hear their stories, travel, chase sunsets, fall in love, have adventures, and build a weird little world with my favorite people (and animals).

It’s been scary and uncertain and hard as f**k sometimes. But it’s also been more fulfilling than I ever knew a career could be.

To every client who has trusted me with a piece of your story: thank you. You’ve given me so much more than a job. You’ve helped me build a life.

And everything I’m working toward now is for that life. For me. For him. For Z. For our cats. For the unconventional, unboxed future we’re still dreaming up.

I may have been bad at math, but I think I’ve made an art form out of imagining something better and building it anyway.

And maybe this little world of ours, this weird beautiful story, this adventure into the unknown…maybe this is Stupidocity.

10/15/2026

DESERT HONEY 🍯 2027 DATES ARE LIVE

Yesterday I told my bae, “I am genuinely fu***ng excited to move.” And I shared about how I’m excited to be surrounded by love and his parents and new landscapes and creative ventures and to also keep doing everything I’m already doing. It’s business as usual y’all.

Which is kind of wild considering this move was not exactly part of the plan. And oh did I resist. The day I found out this was what was happening I cried. I wanted to give up. I was not positive at all. But as all sagittarians do, I just needed a good cry, to feel the “unfairness” and then put my big girl pants on and realize bruh. There is literally nothing I can’t do in life and I’ve always made the most out of everything and now that I have the most supportive loving partner by my side, I sort of feel unstoppable.

I think a lot of us went into 2026 hoping it would feel like a reset. Maybe because last year was year of the snake and boy oh boy did that line up. And how this year is year of the fire horse. Like somehow that fact or the year itself was going to make things feel lighter or clearer or different. And the older I get, the more I’m realizing you kind of have to do that part yourself.

You have to make the hard choice. Or sometimes it’s made for you and you have to surrender and accept. BUT if you’re lucky, you get to make the choices for yourself on your time. Like leaving the thing that no longer fits. Let go of the version of life you thought you were supposed to want. Build something that actually feels good to live in. Step into something new and uncomfy.

And biiiiitch are we letting the f**k go! Shedding identities. All of that fun stuff.

Because for years I thought I needed the perfect studio, the perfect setup, everything under one roof. Now I’m realizing how much more excited I am by the unknown. New places. Weird spaces. Good light. Travel. Desert. Adventure.

So today my new 2027 collections officially launch, and they feel like a really big reflection of where I’m headed next.

Less perfect. More alive. Less control. More living.

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Tuesday	9am - 12pm
Wednesday	9am - 12pm
Thursday	9am - 12pm
Friday	9am - 12pm

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