From Farm Boots to Boudoir: A Hilarious Look at Life Behind the Lens
Life has a funny way of keeping you humble. One day, I’m tromping through mud in farm boots, chasing a goat who refuses to stay behind the fence. The next, I’m behind the camera, directing someone in silk and stilettos, trying to capture the perfect boudoir shot. Talk about worlds colliding.
Switching between farm chores and boudoir photography has taught me one thing: chaos and comedy are universal. On the farm, my “models” are chickens who don’t listen, goats who chew on props, and a donkey named Henry who insists on photobombing every shot. In the studio, my models are human—but sometimes, honestly, they’re just as unpredictable.
Take lighting, for example. On the farm, I pray for golden hour while dodging barn shadows and the occasional chicken flying into frame. In the boudoir world, I’m wrangling ring lights and reflectors, trying not to trip over extension cords while reminding someone, “Yes, that pose feels awkward, but it looks amazing.”
And let’s not forget wardrobe malfunctions. Farm version? A boot stuck in mud or a goat chewing a hole in your jeans. Boudoir version? A bra strap that refuses to behave or a pair of heels that somehow vanishes right when you need them. Either way, I’m the one laughing (and secretly praying I caught the shot before the chaos took over).
But here’s the thing: whether I’m knee-deep in straw or knee-deep in sequins, what I love most is the transformation. On the farm, I see ordinary moments turn into comedy gold—a chicken flapping straight into the feed bucket can make your whole day. In boudoir, I see ordinary people transform into their boldest, most confident selves, and it’s just as magical (and often just as hilarious when the giggles start mid-pose).
Behind the lens, I’ve learned that beauty isn’t about perfection—it’s about presence. Sometimes the best farm shots are the messy, muddy, real ones. Sometimes the best boudoir photos are the ones where someone bursts into laughter instead of nailing the “serious” face. Those are the moments that shine.
So yeah, my life swings between muck boots and makeup, between hay bales and high heels. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade it. Because whether it’s feathers flying in the coop or laughter spilling out of the studio, both worlds remind me that life is at its best when you stop aiming for perfect and start embracing the hilarious, messy, beautiful reality in front of you.
