For centuries, we have been telling ourselves stories about beauty.

Most of our beauty stories have filled our minds with unrealistic standards, limiting beliefs, and toxic ideals.

“Just Me” has shown up with a loud declaration: It is time to change the stories we tell to ourselves and to one another.

We do not need to conform to the world’s unrealistic beauty standards.

We do not need to be Instagram perfect.

And we do not need to believe the lies of our inner critic.

We simply need to believe one profound truth: We are enough.

Just Me represents the everyday woman — the mom who has sacrificed everything for her kids, the daughter who still believes she isn’t enough, and the grandmother who holds a wise secret few of us have come to understand: Beauty isn’t mere flesh and bones. It is heart and soul, no matter how tattered, or how weary, or how broken, or how strong, or how confident, or how whole.

In 2017, 100 women showed up in my studio with no makeup and no hair styling, looking into my camera lens to boldly share their vulnerabilities and their insecurities, their deepest secrets and their greatest triumphs. They thought they knew what the lens would reveal, but what looked back at them was something that changed their outlooks forever.

Instead of weakness and flaws, they saw raw strength and undeniable beauty. And they’ve shared their stories in the hopes that you, too, will not emerge unchanged or unchallenged.

Whether you’re a young girl or an insightful woman, you will discover that Just Me is not just a photo book or a collective journal. It is a long overdue change-agent that has placed all its bets on the idea that when we think and talk differently about beauty, everything changes.