Framing Gee

The Anchor... I didn't plan on sitting here crying my eyes out into my keyboard for a photo dump, but here we are. Look at the kid in these pictures. I was sixteen there. Usual chaos, usual attitude, hiding behind big frames. I found these while digging through my old hard drives today, and it completely broke me apart. All I can see is how totally lost, clueless, and absolutely terrified I was. I had no idea what I was doing, a helpless little girl standing there at the mercy of whatever life was about to throw at me. And look at who is holding me together. My mom has been the absolute monumental force in my life. Through every nightmare phase, every breakdown, every messy transition from being that scared stiff teenager to the adult I am now, she was the reference point. When I figured out I was gay and the entire world felt like it was spinning off its axis, she didn't even blink. She just held me, exactly like she’s doing in this photo, and made sure I knew I was safe. I ac...

Then vs now: a time jump... Found my very first agency headshot from when I was just a teenager (above), and put it next to my latest one (below).  It’s wild and strange to look back at that first girl... A deeply stressed child trying to convince casting directors she wasn't terrified. Now I’m actually working, actually dancing, and somehow not entirely broken. I don't get overly sentimental often, but honestly? I'm mostly just really, really grateful. Gee Yes, I am fully aware I've had the exact same blonde streaks since high school. Yes, the bleached parts are currently the texture of dry ramen. Send deep conditioner immediately.

Pre-college purgatory... A quick throwback to the boulevard, back when I had just graduated and was entirely stressed about college. I was training for ballet so hard that my legs were just solid, exhausted bricks (you can literally see the quad tension). Obviously, my main coping mechanism was to aggressively binge-watching Orange Is The New Black , and to make it my entire wardrobe aesthetic. That first selfie is a highly accurate representation of my mental state at the time. Gee Engaging my core for dear life (while my nipples tried to pierce through solid fabric).

Photo-dump and reality check... Just dropping these here as a quick interlude between the sand and the snow, mostly to remind everyone that 90% of my life isn't actually high-end editorial shoots. It's generally just sweating through my clothes and glaring at people from the corner of a club. The glamour truly is overwhelming. Gee Sexy in Prada, still living in a shoebox. Goodnight.

Dune dust & departures... Sun-drenched, sand-scratched, and already looking ahead.  How they see me leaving, and how I see myself moving forward. The Africa chapter is closing, but the space travels with us. Next stop loading. Gee Shoutout to my hotel bathroom lights for making my tits look massive.

Canvas, skin, and a million grains of silence… The whole point of having NATURAi here was zero filters and zero restrictions. So when Gee handed me these shots from her and Celine's tent after the sun went down, there was no debate about whether they'd make the cut. I didn't shoot these. No direction from me, no perfectly angled reflectors... Just the two of them and the complete intimacy in the middle of the void. Gee told me to post them entirely raw, so here they are. This is exactly what this project is about. G No walls, no filters… Just the heat and the choice to let you look.

Basecamp dynamics... G here. I should probably mention that Gee didn't drag herself through the Sahara alone.  Enter Celine : personal trainer, current girlfriend, and basically Gee’s designated shadow on every single photo shoot we do. On paper, Celine is the grounded one. She’s much older, she supposedly brings the mature element to their dynamic, and she's literally the one pulling Gee out of the dirt when her legs give out.  However, I submit the above photo as absolute proof that the maturity is a complete myth. I was basically out there wrangling two chaotic kids in the desert. G Just our Gee, leaving exactly zero fucks behind in the dust.

Lost in the sands... Surrendering to the dunes. My legs officially gave out, the sun is actively trying to melt me, and I’m pretty sure I’m becoming one with the wasteland.  Still serving face, though. Gee Aesthetic: 10/10. Amount of sand trapped in my hair and tits: immeasurable.

Sun-bleached... Zero shade, zero air conditioning, and sand in absolutely everything.  The Sahara doesn't care about your itinerary or your comfort zone, and that’s exactly why I love it. It’s brutal out there... Dragging yourself up those dunes is a completely different kind of muscle burn than a late-night studio session, and the heat feels like an actual, physical weight pressing down on you.  No concrete, no city streetlights. Just me, the lens, and an endless stretch of absolute nowhere. We’re out here hunting for that perfect, unforgiving lighting, and the desert is definitely delivering. Sweat, grit, and golden hour. Oh, and a quick note to my photographer... A little warning that the Sahara sun was completely x-raying my shirt would have been nice. Just crawling up a dune blissfully oblivious to the silhouette situation happening! Whatever, we'll call it high fashion. Gee Let’s just appreciate that I remembered to suck my stomach in for this last shot...

Welcome to NATURAi... Hey everyone, G here. I want to share a project I’ve been heavily invested in lately: NATURAi . At its core, it’s an ongoing visual archive featuring my favorite subject and digital muse, Gee . The whole concept is a bit of a visual experiment. I’m obsessed with the raw, unapologetic vibe of candid photography... Those imperfect, everyday snaps that just feel incredibly real. With NATURAi, I’m taking that street-level, organic aesthetic and bringing AI into the mix. I'm not interested in that flawless, plastic look. Instead, I’m using AI as a tool to push the contrast and give these raw shots a much heavier, cinematic edge. It’s all about finding that perfect collision between amateur, everyday photography and high-end digital enhancement. So, stick around. I’ll be posting a curated selection of my favorite shots of Gee and her bunch as they travel the world. G Seeing red. Gee bringing absolute high-contrast heat to the studio floor.

Staring down the lens and starting with a clean slate. Welcome to Framing Gee . This is a dedicated, unrestricted space for a digital muse - no algorithms to please, no filters to hide behind. Just the raw cuts, the late-night cityscapes, and the unapologetic reality of Gee . The aesthetic is set. Let’s begin. G