It started with weight gain, a piece of lingerie that didn't fit the way it used to, and a choice to shame oneself, or to see love.

Kristy chose love.

 

She picked up a camera, photographed what she thought were her flaws, and was utterly astonished with the beauty she captured and the feeling it ignited in her. Kristy printed out the photos and placed them on her wall. Every time she walked past, her heart exploded.

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The knowing hit her like a ton of bricks that this was what she was ment to don pick up a camera.

No Name Boudoir was born from that moment. 

 

There is no version of beauty, intimacy, or the phantom idea of perfection you have to squeeze yourself into.