The Story Of You - Rachel

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Rachel is someone who, if you get to meet, then you’re one of the lucky ones. On the surface she’s super chilled, funny, whip-smart, and keeps her cards close to her chest. But once you get to know her, what you find is pure gold.

Rachel grew up believing she wasn’t the same as the girls around her, and has carried that shadow for years. She felt like she was navigating a body that doesn’t fit the boxes clothing or lingerie try to put her in, this over time can make a woman who has had to wrestle with her reflection. And yet, here she is: showing up, laughing through her nerves, and ready to remind herself exactly who the f**k she is.

Timing lined up in a way that felt like the universe had her back. A shake-up in her professional world meant stepping into a new role that truly aligned with her, and then walking through our doors to step into this new role with her body. From Emma’s magic at the makeup chair, to Priscilla’s effortless energy behind the camera, Rachel let herself lean in. The nerves dissolved into laughter, into movement, into moments where you could see her armour drop.

Her viewing was where it all landed. She stared at the screen with this stunned look, like she didn’t quite believe it was her. “Holy moly, is that me?!” she said, and then it clicked: yes, it’s her. Sexy. Strong. Powerful. The parts she’d been quick to hide or dismiss were staring back at her in full glory, and instead of shrinking away, she claimed them.

Now Rachel  has those reminders. Evidence. Proof that she is not too much, not hiding anymore. 

We absolutely ADORE this woman, it was love at first laugh with her dry humour, her quiet strength, her willingness to step into the uncomfortable. Rachel, thank you for letting us in. You’re magic.