"And although I love sex, I hate what it has done to my perception of what a naked body should look like. Taking photos of myself in the nude...that I thought looked flattering because of what I saw in porn or the media."


When I was little I used to run around my backyard and in my mother's garden buck naked without a care in the world – even when she had company over. But If you had asked me a year ago to get naked in front of a stranger I would have ran out of the room.


From my early teens up until now, I was never comfortable with my body. Whether I was with a partner or by myself – I would cover the parts I hated and physically cringed at the sight of myself naked in the mirror. Who could love this body if I couldn't even love it myself?

The closest people in my life were my harshest critics – I felt I was never good enough, aesthetically. As a child I was told I was too chunky by family and peers and in high school I developed an eating disorder that almost lead me to my death. After being told I was too skinny and "looked like a boy" I began eating again and gained back the weight, only to be reminded by my family that I was too heavy again. I felt like I could not win or please anyone which I soon came to realize was horribly wrong and that the only person I needed to make happy was myself. A few years later my boyfriend introduced me to weight lifting and I've never been happier with my body. I am strong and more confident than ever. I still have issues with my body that I deal with on a daily basis, but with time I know I will get past it.

The main reason I wanted to participate in Fully Disclothed was to see myself naked. No fancy poses, no covering up, no bullshit. Just me being me and doing what I love. I loved how raw the project was and I was excited to see myself, nude, in a non-sexual light through the eyes of a stranger. The only times I am ever undressed are when I'm having sex or taking a shower. And although I love sex, I hate what it has done to my perception of what a naked body should look like. Taking photos of myself in the nude to look "sexy" and posing in various uncomfortable positions that I thought looked flattering because of what I saw in porn or the media. But that's not real, is it? Scars are real. Saggy skin is real. I am real. And I should not be ashamed of my body because it is mine and to have a body all your own is a gift in itself.

As for the experience itself, I couldn't have been more satisfied with how it went. From the moment I met Liza I felt at home. She was warm, down to earth, and made me feel completely at ease. I was more comfortable taking off my clothes in front of her than I am with my own boyfriend which made me realize that the only reason I felt that way was because I made myself into this unobtainable sexual object rather than just being a sexual person. I will change that.

I'd like to thank all of the lovely people who created this project, the people who captured the moments, the one's who have already participated, and the one's who will. You have all opened my eyes and helped me step out of my clothed shell. I can't begin express what this project has done for me. I no longer cringe when I look in the mirror...I smile. 











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