Thanks to Katy, this small project has turned into more of a full-blown movement. I had the chance to be part of the first photo shoot she held, one of the first to be photographed. The challenge? It wasn’t a glamor shoot. It was solely for the purpose of capturing that part of ourselves that we feel the most uncomfortable with. By exposing it, we were declaring to the world that we aren’t afraid, we aren’t going to hide behind a societal image of what beautiful is.
Needless to say, I chose to photograph my rashes, those old friends… Those really old friends. The kind that you can’t stand sometimes, and just get under you skin. The kind that are there for you, whether you want them or not. Ultimately though, you’re grown to accept them as a part of yourself… (Sorry, friends. I’m trying to make a metaphor and it’s going horribly). Basically, they were my poison of choice.
I’m pleased with the results.
At the end, we took a group shot. It was a powerful reminder that even though we can seem so confident on the outside, we are all different body shapes, and ultimately all have different physical insecurities.