This past weekend I had the pleasure of meeting a few (or seventy) of my fellow boudoir photographer colleagues for an annual retreat in Boulder, CO!
Now, business retreats aren’t known for being loads of fun. I mean, you’re usually sitting in a conference room for 8 hours a day drinking burnt coffee and trying not to let your butt fall asleep. However, get a room full of boudoir photographers together from all over the world and the business retreat gets taken up a few notches.
One of the classes that I took was focused on the art of the selfie. Forget your iPhone selfie, we’re talking full-on remote control camera and huge lighting strobes. We boudoir photographers cannot be counted on to take a generic selfie. Oh helllllllll no. If we can’t take a great photo of ourselves then how will we take a great photo of you, right? I’m not sure that logic is exactly sound, but it’s what I imagine is going through the heads of my clients.
So… what to do with all of my newfound selfie knowledge? Try it out, duh.
I had an amazingly gorgeous AirBnb on the side of a mountain that just screamed for me to shoot in it. On top of the two boudoir sessions I had already booked I decided to get a little bold myself and attempt my selfies.
The behind the scenes includes:
me running back and forth to the camera to set the timer
nearly falling on my side as I try to “pop my hip” and stick out my butt (I feel for my clients now)
eyes closed and mouth agape as I didn’t get into position in time
ducking into the bushes as a car drove by so as not to show off the boobs to innocent bystanders
my camera falling off of the makeshift tripod I had made