How in the world I survived years of casting calls and commercial auditions is BEYOND me. I guess I was just braver then. The thought of it now brings shivers down my spine \u2013 literally. I have enough trouble getting dressed for carpool drop-off for goodness sakes (did I really just say carpool drop-off??)! Ok, to start things off \u2013 I never did find that \u201cperfect\u201d thing to wear. You know how sometimes you have to find something to wear to a wedding or something and you only have a small window to shop and not only are you panicked about said garment fitting but the dressing room lights make everything seem more terrifying?? Add that feeling to the one you\u2019d have trying on jeans and\/or swimsuits (God forbid) and somebody just give me a drink already. I got a little lost finding the place \u2013 and of course couldn\u2019t go in without coffee so a Starbucks detour was a must. When I arrived, the makeup girl was waiting for me and I promptly sat my butt in the artist\u2019s chair and let her go to town. Ever had glamour shots made? Oh yeah, I did baby. Have you ever popped that collar? I seem to remember wearing a RED denim jacket. And there might have been a velvet choker. Don\u2019t worry, this gal had a lot more experience than the makeup \u201cartist\u201d at the Tyler Glamour Shots, but it just brings to mind the AMOUNT of makeup that I had on my face and the fact that it was airbrushed on. Oh yes, if you\u2019ve never had THAT done before\u2026 My hair was BIG, y\u2019all. That was the one thing I told the girl \u2013 BIG hair. Messy, bedhead-y. I looked in the mirror when she was done, and I gotta say, I was a little bit\u2026well, shocked, to say the least. I didn\u2019t look like me \u2013 but it was me \u2013 this doppelganger. When the photographer arrived, we went over my wardrobe choices and the makeup artist left so it was just the two of us. It dawned on me that she\u2019s seen everything so I pretty much walked around in my skivvies and I thought of Charlie and how she likes to run around naked about once a day \u2013 yeah, felt pretty good, I\u2019m not gonna lie. The shoot went by super fast and the photog made me feel really comfortable \u2013 a few times she had me in poses that seemed awkward but now that I see the pics I get it. I never thought all those years of watching \u201cAmerica\u2019s Next Top Model\u201d would pay off, but guess what \u2013 they DID. Ha! Booty Tooch, anyone?? So here\u2019s what I learned from my boudoir experience: I wish that I had felt more comfortable to er, show a little more skin, but I just had to accept that this is where I am in my life right now and let\u2019s be honest: after two c-section\u2019s my skin is more akin to a shar-pei than a Victoria\u2019s Secret model. I will say that what she did was VERY tasteful and I think I would do it again \u2013 maybe after I\u2019ve had all my plastic surgery (you think I\u2019m kidding) and I\u2019m reclaiming my body after a decade of birthin\u2019 babies. I\u2019d think I\u2019d like to revisit this experience again someday. So there you have it. A keepsake for my honey and a snapshot in time. I promptly took my full makeup and lashes to the grocery store and bought everything for Thanksgiving dinner. That was awesome. After all, it\u2019s how all the celebrities do it, y\u2019all. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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