When people meet me for the first time, they usually ask, “So… you really work on a dairy farm and do modeling?” Yes, I do – and honestly, I couldn’t imagine it any other way. My mornings start with the warm smell of hay and the sound of cows chewing their breakfast. There’s something grounding about that. Later, when the chores are done and the animals are calm, I switch from boots to heels and step in front of the lens. To me, these two worlds aren’t as far apart as people think. The farm teaches me patience and awareness – both things you need when you model. The camera captures not only the image but the feeling behind it. Every photo shoot becomes a little story, often with a touch of humor and a lot of self confidence. I love showing that femininity and strength can exist in every setting – even between buckets of milk and hay bales.
Last week I had planned a calm, classic photo shoot – something airy and natural, without much preparation. But as always, life had other plans. The room we picked had huge white curtains and soft sunlight coming through, and as soon as the coffee was poured, the mood shifted. Laughter, light teasing, and the kind of spontaneous energy that makes everything better. That shoot reminded me why I love doing this. It’s not about chasing perfection; it’s about moments. About how the photographer and I improvise together, how one small scene can turn into a story. Sometimes things get a little cheeky, sometimes emotional – but always authentic. When I look at the final pictures, I see a real woman having fun with her craft. And that’s exactly the vibe I want you to feel when you see my work.
Spring still hasn’t fully arrived here, but I’m done waiting. So a few days ago, I packed my gear, grabbed a thermos of coffee, and headed out into the forest. The air was cold, crisp, and full of that earthy smell after rain. Between the trees, everything felt strangely private, almost sacred. Out there, I don’t perform – I simply exist. Standing barefoot in the leaves, I felt both powerful and small, exposed yet alive. Maybe that’s what freedom feels like: no noise, no expectation, just the wind and the steady heartbeat inside you. Later, while reviewing the photos, I realized how different they looked from my usual shoots. There’s a softness in them that I hadn’t planned, but it’s pure and honest. Sometimes you just have to step out of your comfort zone – in my case, quite literally – to find a new side of yourself.
