The Someday You Choose: How a Boston Boudoir Experience Helps Women Rewrite the Time Myth and Start Living Now

I’ve been photographing boudoir since 2012, and in that time, I’ve seen hundreds of women walk through my studio doors carrying stories, doubts, and quiet hopes. Some come in feeling nervous, some excited, but all of them leave with a new appreciation of themselves. That moment when they look at their photos and squeal, “That’s me?” never gets old. It’s joy, disbelief, relief, and pride all rolled into one. A great big energetic shift in feeling liberated in their own bodies.  

Over the years, I’ve noticed something we all do without realizing it. We wait. We wait for the right time. For the kids to be older. For things to slow down. For the body to look how we think it should. For a little extra money or energy or courage. We tell ourselves “someday.”

But “someday” can be a trickster. It sounds responsible and patient, like it’s part of the plan. But if we’re honest, that “someday” we keep waiting for is what I call The Time Myth. It’s the story that convinces us to keep postponing our own joy. It’s the belief that once everything else is handled, we’ll finally get to ourselves. But “someday” doesn’t have to be a mysterious future date on the calendar. It’s a decision. And until we choose it, we stay stuck in the loop of putting everything and everyone before us.

You promise yourself you’ll rest later. You’ll do something for yourself later. You’ll feel sexy again later. But later keeps moving further away. And while you’re taking care of everyone else, life keeps asking, When is it your turn?

Every woman I photograph says some version of the same thing: “I almost didn’t do this. I thought I should wait.” And then something shifts. It always does. Usually it happens over and over again before their session date, and then they get a check-in from me.  Or maybe it happens again somewhere between hair and makeup, a few deep breaths, and a nervous laugh that turns into a real one.  You start to realize this is what slowing down feels like.

A boudoir session is a full day that belongs to you. From about 10 to 3, it’s just you, me, and your stylist. You get to sit in the chair and let someone takes care of you for a change. You breathe. You talk. You ground. You let yourself be seen. When it’s time to shoot, we play with poses and movement, guided the whole way. There’s laughter, music, and a lot of “oh wow, look at me!” while I show you the back of the camera.  The studio becomes a place where time doesn’t matter, where you don’t have to rush or perform. You just get to be.

The art we create is gorgeous,  but the bigger shift is the one you feel afterward. Boudoir shows you the truth behind all the little lies you’ve been telling yourself about your body and your beauty. It helps you see how much you’ve been carrying and how beautiful you’ve been through all of it. The photos become proof of what was already there.

Even if you book it as a gift for someone else, the real gift is what happens inside. You quiet your inner critic. You speak to yourself with more kindness. You overflow your own cup, and when you do that….everything else gets lighter. You show up with more ease and softness for everyone around you because you finally gave some of that energy back to yourself.

Boudoir isn’t something you have to earn. It’s something you choose. It’s a pause in the middle of the chaos, a reminder that you still exist outside of all the roles you play. It’s a day that says, “I matter” and “I exist outside of everyone else’s needs.”

So here’s the truth I’ve learned after years of being a photographer and embodiment guide through boudoir: “Someday” does come when you choose it. It arrives the moment you decide to stop waiting for permission and start prioritizing yourself.

Life won’t slow down on its own. But you can. You can decide that this is the season you stop waiting for the perfect moment and create one for yourself instead. You can claim a day that belongs entirely to you and let that be the proof that you didn’t wait for permission. You gave it to yourself.

Maybe “someday” starts today.