Cozy, Intimate Boudoir at The Little Inn
A while ago, Darien and I were chatting, on our usual Monday together time, about offering boudoir opportunities to our clients. We both thought that it sounded like a good idea, something fun, seeing as some of our industry counterparts had recently had success offering similarly styled shoots, and we were both just genuinely into it. I was pretty keen to design a large floral install, obviously and good buddy Darien is always down for a moody, sexy dole, so hey, why the heck not.
I got to work researching boudoir photography. K, I know what you're thinking, and ew. No. First stop was the Hunt and Gather blog post on boudoir. Tellie just knows what's up, so I had a little reading sesh and took from it the elements that I loved. Floral. Underpants. Boudoir. Realness. Check. A quick little jaunt on the good ol' Instagram and I felt relatively ready to plan this thing.
Darien and I both chose a vendor of our liking, so that we could extend the opportunity for professional services of hair and makeup to our attendees. Cause let's get real, we all want to look near flawless in our underpants. We brainstormed what we thought were sweet sets at our design studio, that included an iron bed with linen bedding, floral installations that would knock your socks off, (assuming you were wearing socks), and enough candles to burn down a small village. Our vendor friends were on board, and we were ready to open up bookings.
Fast forward to our social media post, which by the way, consisted of my legs in some ridiculously high black velvet heels, crossed above my prized blush rental couch. Little known fact about that couch, I harassed my friend Laurie until she sold it to me. I know the photo looked really good and all, but I was actually wearing cut off Roots sweatpant shorts lol picture it. We had our beauty professionals booked, a rockin price hammered out, and were ready for the onslaught of bookings. I even bought a sick iron bed on kijiji. Too bad all you ding dongs were too scaredy pants to actually book it. So what now? frig.
Back to the drawing board. Since Darien and I had become quite attached to this project, and the idea that it was definitely not going to fail, we decided to just do it. Apparently people need to see what it is that they're getting into. Weird, right? So, here it is. A cozy, intimate, real life, not raunchy, no skanky lingerie and black eye makeup, boudoir situation of dreams. Featuring yours truly, because I didn't want to have to pay a model lol. If I can do it, so can you. And for real, it was so fun. Minus the part where Erin Bolger was making me laugh every five seconds, and two dudes walked in mid shot, and I had to move the furniture around the room in my underpants, because Darien is hella pregnant.
So, even though this was, essentially a styled shoot, we still wanted to make it relevant to me as a person. So we included some of my favourite stuffs. Like flowers, and records and coffee, and just generally boppin around in a sweater and knee high socks. Obviously if you wanted to book a session with us we could totally incorporate whichever elements you love.
Darien: "Look thoughtfully into your mug."
Sarah: "I wish there was real coffee in here. What a tease."
I think this one may be my personal fave.
Now, there were a tonne more pics that I couldn't posted here, but I wanted to A. keep it PG, and B. keep it relevant to the flowers. But I do feel the need to say, this team was boss. Makeup artistry by Erin Bolger, photography by Darien Funk, hair by The Bayfield Beauty Shop, venue The Little Inn of Bayfield, and I even managed to sneak in that cutie pants necklace from Spark and Thistle. If you're thinking about booking boudoir with us, please just take the leap. It's really not that scary, and if nothing else, when you're 85 years old you'll be able to look back on your photos and say, "damn, girl, you fine."