Maybe you were busy, or broke, or just not sold on the idea, and that’s why you missed the last Boudoir event put together by a collective of self-employed Denver dears. But then you probably saw the Facebook buzz and the blog post after the fact and felt duly sorry that you missed such a great opportunity. The good news is there’s another one, and much like the first iPhone, which was great but had some quirks, this Boudoir Event v.2 has the kinks worked out with some pretty unbelievable new features. I dare to predict it will be even better than the last one, if you can imagine.
We have two different locations (one on Saturday April 30th, and one on Sunday May 1st) that are going to blow your mind. They are multi-million dollar, uber modern private residences. The same extraordinarily talented Mia Nuñez-Schwab will be crafting the hairs on your head into masterpieces and the energetic Jessica Licata will again be transforming your faces into those flawless movie star faces you thought didn’t exist in real life, least of all on your own self.
Are you already coming up with excuses as to why you can’t make it? Save your breath, because I’ve already heard them: You haven’t been working out lately, you feel fat, you’re too pale, you don’t know what to wear, you just broke up with your boyfriend, you just had a baby, you don’t think you’re hot enough in the first place, you’re due for highlights, or it just isn’t in your regular sphere of Things You Planned On Doing.
I get it. Really, I do, and I can prove it because I’ve had boudoir photos done myself.
But here’s the thing: not a single woman who has done one of these shoots walks away feeling ANY of those things. Every single woman feels beautiful, confident and sexy. Which is not to say you have to wear lingerie, because you don’t. Some women wore floor-length fur coats, others wore nothing. It’s your call. I can 100% guarantee that you’ll look at the photos afterwards and think, holy cow, is that me? And they will be classically beautiful, the sort of photographs that you’ll want to have so that someday when you’re 89 years old you can stick one of them in the front pocket of your terry cloth robe for your daily shuffle around the old folks’ home, drawing it out every now and then and prove to everyone just how hot you were at 25 or 35 or 45 or 55.
You would be silly not to. We have a limited number of spots, so book yours now. Also, send this on to friends and enemies alike so your deal can keep getting sweeter.