Every disgusting stretch-mark is actually a forever connection to the child I grew and a mark of respect for the ones who didn't make it. Every bit of disgusting over hang covering up my mum pants is actually a story of good times, eating and drinking with friends, sofa buffets of cheese and crisps with my husband and birthday cake for all the years and years celebrating my own life and those that I'm blessed to have around me.

I suppose for me it's not about stopping the set up perfect shoots because maybe they make the individual doing them feel great, which I'm all for, but it's about making people aware that the people in the photos are not superior beings. We all have our differences and it's not realistic to believe that we all carry a ring light and hair and make up on standby everywhere we go. The reality is we have spots, stretch marks and muffin tops! Haha