I Did a Boudoir Shoot with Bad Kitty Photography in New Orleans — Here's Why You Have to Do It Too

I didn’t come to New Orleans looking for a photoshoot.
I came for the food, the music, the chaos, the magic—like everybody else.

But somewhere between the beignets and the late-night jazz sets, a friend told me, "If you really want to do something unforgettable while you're here, book a boudoir shoot with Bad Kitty Photography."
At first, I laughed it off. Me? In front of a camera? Yeah, right.

But something about it stuck.
New Orleans is a city that dares you to live a little louder, love yourself a little harder.
So I said yes.
And let me tell you: it ended up being the best decision of my entire trip.

Walking into the shoot, I was nervous.
Not just butterflies—I’m talking full-on stampede.
I don't model. I don't "smolder" on cue. Half of me was ready to bolt.

But the second I met Cinnamon Gray, the co-owner and Master Photographer behind Bad Kitty Photography, all that fear melted off me.

She’s got this energy that's part coach, part best friend, part “get out of your own damn way” hype squad. She didn't just pose me—she showed me how to tap into a side of myself I didn’t even know was there.

I wasn’t there to be perfect.
I was there to be powerful.
And that’s exactly what she captured.

The whole shoot felt electric.
It wasn’t stuffy or awkward. (Okay maybe at first, but it didn't last long! haha)
It was fun. Fierce. Free.
Like everything great about New Orleans bottled into one experience.

When I got my gallery back, I just stared at the images.
Not because I looked "perfect."
Because I looked like me—on my very best, most fearless day.
And honestly? I’ll take that over a fridge magnet souvenir any day of the week.

If you’re coming to New Orleans, listen to me.
Book the shoot.
Say yes before your brain comes up with a hundred reasons why you shouldn’t.
Because you deserve to feel this alive, this confident, and this damn proud of yourself.

Sure, you could leave NOLA with beads and a hangover.
OR... you could leave looking like a damn goddess.
Your call.

This is the memory you’ll still be talking about ten years from now.

Just don’t wait too long—Bad Kitty books up fast, and missing out would be a tragedy worthy of a jazz funeral.

Trust me. You’re going to want this.

And here’s the kicker:
IT’S AFFORDABLE.
I’m not talking about some luxury price tag you need to finance over five years.
The session itself was only $175.
Hair and makeup? Just $40 each (seriously—try finding professional glam for that price anywhere else).
Photo packages start at $250 and top out at $775, with the full, everything-included, superstar-level experience only $1,175.
(Which, by the way, is DIRT CHEAP compared to what other studios charge.)

Trust me, I did the math.
I spent $600 total—shoot, hair, makeup, package—and I have zero regrets.
None. Nada. Not even a flicker.
Honestly, I would’ve paid double after seeing those photos.