If you’re me, November has been “a day late, and a dollar short.” NaNoWriMo word counts are lacking; the semester barrels toward Winter Break, and as much as I work, I am completing almost nothing besides consumption (stress carbs, anyone?).
So to get my photos from an early-summer boudoir shoot, something that might sound like “not me,” but is totally “me,” and to see myself, not as a stressed-out grad student at the end of my rope, but…THIS?– NaNoWhoaNelly.
I celebrate myself and sing myself, dammit. And this is HAWT. Thanks to the artists at DeBoudoir Photography Denver. And happy holidays to my husband.