Mama’s still got it!
I recently gathered a group of my fabulous mommy friends to have the funnest girls’ night out in history. With the help of professional photographer, Bri Oliver of luv u photography, we enjoyed a boudoir photo shoot.
While sipping on copious amounts of wine to get some liquid courage, eight of my hottest neighborhood MILFs enjoyed a lingerie/lace/sexy photo shoot.
We all come from different educational backgrounds, we range in age from 28 to 43, some of us were excited to get glammed up, while others were shy to get sassy.
But the one thing that connects us all? The great equalizer — motherhood.
And when looking through the pics, everyone can agree that motherhood is damn sexy.
I’m so proud of my pals when I look at their gorgeous photos. Sometimes feeling sexy can be forgotten amidst the rigors of motherhood. Between the piles of laundry, dirty diapers and non-stop runny noses, it can be a stretch to get your sexy back/on/awakened/discovered.
But thanks to Bri‘s amazing talent – and, of course the wine – the nine of us had a great time getting lovely for the lens.
I asked the gals to put together their thoughts on the fun experience. Let’s hear from my sassy sisters and how they enjoyed the fun photo shoot.
Meighan, 32, mother-of-three:
“I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to take part in this amazing experience. As women, we tend to focus so much energy on our own perceived flaws, and never truly appreciate how beautiful we are. Attending this photography session helped me to overcome my anxieties and look at myself in an entirely new light. Many women say they do it for their husbands or partners, but in my case, I can truly say that I did it for myself, to prove that I could do it and to encourage others to take the same leap that I did.”
Vanessa, 43, mother-of-two:
“I did the photo shoot to surprise my husband on our 10-year wedding anniversary. He went BONKERS!! He was so surprised and loved the pics – he wants to order all of them! That was the coolest gift I’ve ever given someone.”
“I’ve always thought it would be so much fun to do a boudoir photo shoot but felt uncomfortable with the idea. I’m so glad I made the decision to have these pictures taken! I’m proud to say my second baby is seven-months-old. Having these photos taken is a way of celebrating my post-baby body!”
Samantha, 34, mother of two:
“As a mother of a 22-month-old and 7-year-old, my experience was super fun. It feels so good to have beautiful photos of myself after months of working out super hard. It pays off – anyone can do it!”
Rebecca, 40, mother-of-five:
“As a mom of five kids under 7, I was super intimidated to have photos taken of me in
lingerie! At the heaviest in my pregnancies, I weighed 90 pounds more than I do now.
Bri, the photographer, was amazing and reminded me that beauty comes in all forms. And in worst case scenario, there’s always photoshop!
What a fantastic experience…one I think that every woman should partake in. As mothers, wives, partners, we tend to forget that we are women too…and that our bodies and spirits – both inside and out – should be celebrated.”
Sara, 28, mother-of-one:
“I really enjoyed working with Bri. She made me feel beautiful despite my flaws — she helped me come out of my shell.”
Teri, 43, mother-of-one:
“This is something I would not normally do. I am not crazy about getting my picture taken, so doing a boudoir photo shoot was a crazy concept for me. If it hadn’t been for a friend of mine, Vanessa, then I would not have gone through with it … but I did. I am happy I did. Bri made me feel comfortable and beautiful. She understood who I was and what turned out was pictures that reflected me.”
Not only is she photogenic, Meighan (32-year-old mother-of-three) is also a gifted writer, and she shared further thoughts on the boudoir photo shoot.
“It all started with a fun, casual conversation about having a girl’s night in, which rather quickly morphed into the idea that we should all sign up for a “Diva Party,” a boudoir photo shoot, that is. Girlfriends pulled out their phones and passed around photos of past sessions and I was blown away. Women that I normally see in a very different light (i.e. on the school playground) were suddenly all a titter at the idea of stripping down for the camera and presenting their significant others with a very different type of gift this holiday season.
A date was set and glasses were clinked together in celebration of our newfound courage. All except for yours truly. To say that the notion of taking it all off for a complete stranger was the least bit daunting is an understatement of enormous proportions. I was terrified. What, you might wonder, fuelled my anxiety? Well, let’s just say that in the past 10 years, I have gained not only 3 children, but several dress sizes and stretch marks that resemble the Great Salt Flats of Utah. No lie, these could be seen on a Google map. I pictured the 20-year-old, size 2 Meighan, rolling her eyes at the thought that I was actually considering doing this.
Now, let me be clear, I love my body, I do. Really. I understand that I’m curvy, that I’m, say, “fleshier” in some areas, but that’s how we ladies are supposed to be — soft and touchable. I, as a mother of 2 young daughters (and a son who needs to learn the value of women’s minds, rather than just their bodies), have a huge responsibility to portray a positive, self-loving body image. Everything I do and say about myself has an impact on them and how they grow to accept and love themselves. But hey, let’s face it, it’s not always easy, especially when every which way you turn, you are bombarded with images of younger, thinner models and secretly find it hard not to compare your frame to theirs.
My husband doesn’t see me any differently, or at least pretends not to notice those extra “few.” He tells me everyday how beautiful he thinks I am, and doesn’t see what the fuss is about. It’s extremely reassuring to know that no matter how I may think of myself, he is always my number one fan. Physically, I’m fairly fit. I’m very active — I walk everywhere, run and work out several times a week. But like most of us, there are parts of my body that I love slightly less than others. And those parts were feeling especially camera-shy.
Months later, I found myself standing in the middle of Victoria’s Secret, perspiration dripping from my forehead, aghast at the variety that lay before me. Bras, panties, corsets, lace things that, were my life depending on it, I wouldn’t have the slightest clue as to how to put on. Which style and shade would best compliment the silvery grey of my stretch marks? Did I want hipsters or boyshorts, or, dare I say it, a thong? The room was spinning. I started thinking of any possible excuse to get me out of my predicament, from “my kid is sick” to “my aunt’s neighbour’s cousin died” to “my hair is on fire.”
The evening of the photo shoot, my nerves were at an all-time high. I found myself slicking on extra heavy eye makeup, stuffing my lacey things into a suitcase and repeating to myself, “I can do this, I can do this.” And thank goodness my dear friend Jenny had a fully stocked counter of booze — I definitely needed my liquid courage. A few hours passed, and after all the guests had played for the camera, it was my turn. I was the grand finale, so to speak.
Bri, our lovely photographer, led me into the spare room, had a quick peruse through my case full of naughty things, and told me what she thought would suit me best. I was so thankful for that, as I didn’t have the slightest clue. She was very thorough though, in her “interview” portion, making sure she well understood all the things that I was even the slightest bit self-conscious about, promising to focus on only my best features. I admit, what started out as a slightly shaky, apprehensive beginning, quickly passed, and before I knew it, I was stripping down and doing wardrobe changes right in front of this person I had only just minutes before met. She was encouraging and thoughtful with everything she did, and as the last flashbulb went, I felt myself breathe a massive sigh of relief.
I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to take part in this amazing experience. As women, we tend to focus so much energy on our own perceived flaws, and never truly appreciate how beautiful we are. Attending this photography session helped me to overcome my anxieties and look at myself in an entirely new light. Many women say they do it for their husbands or partners, but in my case, I can truly say that I did it for myself, to prove that I could do it, and to encourage others to take the same leap that I did.”
And how do I feel about the pics, you ask? As I approach the big 4-0, and I look at these pics, I must admit I finally feel sexy. I felt pretty – and sometimes even beautiful – in my twenties. But it wasn’t until I reached my thirties, had my babies, and gained some confidence in myself to finally channel my inner-sexy-self.
I’m so glad I did the boudoir photo shoot, and I know that I’ll treasure these images for a lifetime. Imagine how I’ll feel when I’m elderly and look back on these? I can’t wait to show my granddaughters one day!
Put this on your bucket list, ladies!