Sin Boudoir Review

I’ve done a lot of things I never thought I’d do since becoming a mom—things like giving birth without totally panicking, trying to explain TikTok to my mother-in-law, and somehow surviving Florida summers with two toddlers in tow. But there are still some things I’d have sworn were off the table for me. A boudoir shoot? Nope. Never. Absolutely not. And a fully nude one? Forget it. I’m the mom who still wears her old maternity leggings around the house. But here we are.

When I first mentioned the idea in a Facebook group, I half-expected people to say, “Oh, no, that’s not for everyone.” Instead, my inbox filled up with messages, and so many of you said the same thing: “Go to Sin Boudoir.” I didn’t even hesitate after that. I booked it. And now, I’m so glad I listened.

The morning of the shoot, I had way too many butterflies in my stomach. I hopped in my car, second-guessing myself the whole way. The location turned out to be this gorgeous resort hotel that looked like it should’ve been the set for a romantic comedy. But the real moment that eased my nerves? Walking in and meeting Michael. He greeted me with the kind of big, warm smile you give an old friend—not like someone about to photograph me in the nude. My anxiety dropped at least two notches right there.

Here’s the thing: it’s hard to feel sexy when you’re a mom. Your body changes in ways no one really warns you about, your time isn’t your own, and you end up putting yourself last on every list you make. I’d been living in that space for years. So walking into that shoot felt a little like reclaiming something I’d forgotten I had.

I went in thinking I just wanted to do simple lingerie photos, however, I ended up fully nude, and to my own surprise, I felt… great. In fact, I have never felt so beautiful in my entire life, except for maybe my wedding day. Michael made sure I was in control the entire time. No weirdness. No pressure. No “do this sexy pose that doesn’t even feel like me.”

It felt more like this:

• Laughing in between shots because I was awkwardly adjusting a strap or just being myself
• Trying poses that actually felt natural instead of staged
• Hearing Michael say, “You’re going to love this one,” and believing him more each time

The pace was slow and easy, which helped a ton. At no point did I feel rushed or like I had to be someone I wasn’t.

When the photos came back, I had to sit down. I just stared. I kept thinking, “Wait. That’s me?” It wasn’t about looking like some model or hitting some standard of “hot.” It was about seeing myself differently—strong, soft, and very real. No filters. No tricks. Just me.

My husband Dave? Let’s just say he’s now very much on board with the idea of me doing this again someday. I wrapped one of the prints for his birthday, and he actually dropped his fork mid-dinner when he opened it. (Which, let’s be honest, was exactly the reaction I was hoping for.)

Michael even asked if he could use some of the images on his website. I agreed—but only the ones that give off the mood and confidence without giving away too much. I even let him use the nude photos, that’s how much I loved them. Crazy I know, now the whole world can see ALL of me. But I think it’s important to show everyone that if I can do it, so can you!

If you’re a mom reading this and thinking, “I could never do that,” I’m telling you right now—you can. And maybe you should. Here’s what I learned:

• Don’t wait to “lose the weight” or “get in shape.” Do it now.
• You don’t need to know how to pose or be photogenic. That’s the photographer’s job.
• The hardest part is just showing up. Once you do, the rest is surprisingly easy.

Honestly, if you can survive stepping barefoot on LEGOs at 3 a.m. or hauling a sick kid to the pediatrician on no sleep, you can do a boudoir shoot.

When I got home, I didn’t feel like a completely new person. It wasn’t that dramatic. But I did feel like I’d reconnected with a part of me I’d forgotten about. Confidence doesn’t have to be loud or flashy. Sometimes it’s private. Sometimes it’s something only you see in a photo. And sometimes, it’s exactly what you didn’t know you were missing.