Before we start, some context...

When I was younger I dreamt of becoming a Suicide Girl. For those of you who don't know them (OMG WHAT?), these beautiful ladies became famous for embracing beauty in every shape and form — meaning bodies covered in tattoos, having bright-colored hair, and being outside of traditional beauty norms were celebrated. The name comes from the idea that women who commit "social suicide" by being different come together.

In the past I dipped my feet into modeling, but 100% as a hobby, and I always took it as something fun and meaningless that didn't define me. That was until I got turned down for a job because, as the HR person put it, they had found photos of me that were "too provocative" on the internet, and that was unprofessional.

Things haven't changed much in the past 10 years. Recently Kim Kardashian got heavily criticized for posting a naked selfie on Instagram. There was a whole debate as to whether or not this was empowering, and if it was something a mom should do or not. Piers Morgan even called it the end of feminism.

So, after asking my boss for permission — I didn't want to get in trouble again, but yes that was a very uncomfortable email to send — I undressed in front of the camera, and here's what I learned.