whoopsi I almost forgot to post this one.
Being on set felt like the most natural thing in the world.
Like breathing.
No overthinking, just being present and held.
Big thank you to this beautiful team 🤍
Direction: @u_______rs
Production: @jehlewill
Make-Up: @ana_lucic_
Styling: @jeanna_krichel
Client: @knoblauch.eu
how to find your light after some crazy times
1. reinvent yourself
2. focus on your craft(s)
3. remember what matters
4. don’t take things to seriously
5. remember what you loved to do in the past
6. Integrate
🦁🦁🦁 mornings 🌞🌞🌞
I don’t take up space to provoke.
I take up space because I finally remembered I belong here.
If that unsettles you — maybe it’s not me.
Maybe it’s your own light knocking,
asking to be let in.
🦋👑✨
💎
• The level of unhinged commitment I have to building the life I know is meant for me has upgraded. We’re no longer playing small — anywhere.
• Remembering
• When you’re 🏄🏽♀️ surfing the void: not where you once were, not yet where you belong. April, I’m ready. ✌🏼 Bring it on.
1. Casting said: sunny Tenerife.
Booking said: rainy Prague.
2. Me, praying there’s a cute guy on set every time I book a job.
3. Director: “Can we do it again? But this time, like… you really love the product.”
Me: “Seriously?!”
4. How fabric softener commercials expect you to act after putting on your clothes.
5. Me asking for the bare minimum on set:
“Hey, can you put on some music and maybe massage my feet?”
Ever since I began modeling, I wondered why I looked so different in every shoot — why the pictures photographers took of me always stood out, often even looked like they weren’t part of their usual style.
Looking back, I see it wasn’t just styling or lighting.
It was depth.
Mine.
And the rare ability to truly meet it.
To hold it.
To see me whole.
A good photographer is not just a picture-taker.
To me, they’re light-capturers —
and if light is, at its essence, pure information
and darkness simply the absence of it,
then a good photographer is someone
who doesn’t just look at you,
but sees you — with all that you are.
Today I’m deeply grateful for the light-capturers who saw me whole —
not just the body, but the mystery.
Not just the shape, but the story.
I’ll be sharing a series soon that touched me on a soul level.
One of those rare moments where I didn’t feel taken,
but rather witnessed.
Fully.
Sacredly.
Whole-ly.
Tell me —
have you ever felt truly seen?
To allow yourself to love yourself after your heart has been ripped apart and broken
To allow yourself to see yourself after you have blinded your own mind with illusions
To find the light in the dark and in the shadow. That’s what this year is about for me 🤍
Guiding myself back to my center taking responsibility for my life, validating all my aspects and asking myself continually if the story I’m telling myself about myself is still serving me, shedding layer and layers of darkness until there’s nothing left but light 💎🌅
