Seven remarkable women volunteered to be a part of this Beauty Collective. They came to Taylors Falls with seven different and incredible stories. Seven sets of fears. Seven faces. Seven cars and seven bodies and seven beautiful hearts.
These women are all beautiful. They are all flawed and imperfect. They are all funny and unique and special. These women are real. They are you and me. Your mothers and sisters and best friends, and strangers behind you in line at Target. They are faces in a crowd. Commuters. Worker bees. Dreamers. Lovers. They are each and every one of us. And they are remarkable.
So, let us revel in their beauty. In their flawed perfection. In their exquisite and profound beauty.
If only for a moment.
And let us allow that moment to last a lifetime.
To the ladies in these photographs, thank you. For giving yourselves over to this project. For showing me your insecurities, for trusting me with them, and with your beauty, and for your vulnerability. You’re all so wonderful, and my life is richer because each and every one of you wonderful girls are a part of it.