amyhaze

The calm before I get wild 🌊😏

The calm before I get wild 🌊😏

Okay, it’s time to spill the truth…Some of you guessed it, s..

Okay, it’s time to spill the truth…
Some of you guessed it, some of you were adorably wrong — but I love you anyway 😌

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Here we go:

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✅ Yep, I have fallen asleep right in the middle of a shoot.
Warm light, cozy bed, soft playlist in the background… how could I not?

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✅ And yes, I’ve totally forgotten someone’s name mid-convo and just smiled through it. Happens to the best of us, right?

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❌ But surfing? Nope. Still on my “one day maybe” list.
I’m more of a watching-the-sunset-with-a-smoothie kind of beach girl for now.

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So… who guessed it right? Drop a little “I knew it” if you did — and if not, don’t worry. I’m full of surprises. Still wanna play again? 😉

Warning: this photo might cause daydreaming 🌙

Warning: this photo might cause daydreaming 🌙

Never have I ever… but maybe I have? 😏Let’s see how well you..

Never have I ever… but maybe I have? 😏
Let’s see how well you really know me

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1.Never have I ever taken a nap in the middle of a shoot
2.Never have I ever tried surfing
3.Never have I ever forgotten someone’s name mid-convo and just smiled through it

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One of these is a lie… but which one?
Take your best guess in the comments — and feel free to drop your own “never have I ever” too. I might just tell you if we’d vibe or not 😉

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Ready to play? 💬👀

Imagine this moment — but with you 💭

Imagine this moment — but with you 💭

Sometimes I feel like my body is a second language.⠀When I c..

Sometimes I feel like my body is a second language.

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When I can’t find the words, I just move.
Slow. Soft. Fingers down my thigh. Shoulders melt. Hips breathing.

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I can say a thousand things without speaking once.
My body never lies — it tells stories in silence.
And when I let it speak… that’s when I feel most like me 💫

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You’re watching, right?

Caught looking at you through the lens 😇

Caught looking at you through the lens 😇

There are little things I do just for me💕⠀I buy flowers even..

There are little things I do just for me💕

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I buy flowers even when no one’s visiting.
I wear pretty lingerie under an oversized hoodie — no one sees it, but I know it’s there.
I dance around in just my panties with vinyl playing and no one watching

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Because I don’t need an audience to feel sexy.
I do it for me. Always😌

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And honestly? That kind of self-love hits different.
What’s something you do just for yourself?

Should I come closer, or is this close enough? 😏

Should I come closer, or is this close enough? 😏

You know what I stopped doing? Comparing myself to others⠀I ..

You know what I stopped doing? Comparing myself to others

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I used to scroll and scroll… and think,
“She’s prettier. Her body’s better. Her life looks perfect.”
But now? I just look at me.

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Because my body, my story, my sleepy face in the morning — it’s not worse. It’s mine. Real. Different💔

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And the moment I really got that — something shifted. Now when I shoot, I don’t aim for perfect. I aim for real. And that’s way hotter.

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Wanna see one of my rawest pics? Just you and me?

I wasn’t ready, but somehow — perfect shot 📸

I wasn’t ready, but somehow — perfect shot 📸

Wanna know what I’m scared of the most?⠀Not spiders. Not hei..

Wanna know what I’m scared of the most?

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Not spiders. Not heights. Not even the dark.
I’m scared I’ll wake up one day and feel… nothing.
No spark. No fire. Just “meh.”

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So I chase everything that makes my heart beat faster —
a certain smell, a song at the right time, a look I can’t unsee.
I go where the energy is. Always🔥

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Do you do that too? Or are you more of a calm vibe kinda person?

Don’t stare too long… or do 👀

Don’t stare too long… or do 👀

There are moments when I suddenly feel strong — and it’s not..

There are moments when I suddenly feel strong — and it’s not about muscles

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It’s rarely when everything’s perfect.
It’s when I’m scared. Or tired.
When I sit there with a messy heart, but still open my laptop and get sh*t done.
When I have zero energy, but I still make my coffee, put on my fave shirt and stare at my reflection like,
babe, we got this.

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It’s this quiet kind of power that no one sees — but I feel it deep inside.
And honestly? Those are the moments that make me feel the most alive.
Wanna see that side of me too? 👀✨

Blink twice if I’m in your thoughts right now 😉

Blink twice if I’m in your thoughts right now 😉

Time to confess...So many of you guessed — and some of you w..

Time to confess...
So many of you guessed — and some of you were way off (but cute trying) 😌

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Here’s the truth:

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✅ I’ve definitely danced in the rain.
It’s one of my fave little guilty pleasures. Hair wet, no one around, just me and the moment. Pure freedom.

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✅ And yes — I’ve traveled with just a backpack.
Was it practical? Not really. But was it one of the best trips of my life? Absolutely.

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❌ But… I’ve totally dyed my hair before.
Several times, actually. Some colors were wild (and some… I pretend never happened)

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So who guessed it right?
Drop a little “told you so” if you did — and maybe I’ll share a throwback from one of my hair phases. 😏

Not just a pretty face… but you already knew that 😏

Not just a pretty face… but you already knew that 😏

Your turn to play “Never Have I Ever” with me… 👀I’ll go firs..

Your turn to play “Never Have I Ever” with me… 👀
I’ll go first — guess which one is the lie, ok?

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1.I’ve never traveled with just a backpack
2. I’ve never dyed my hair
3. I’ve never danced in the rain

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One of these is 100% not true…
What’s your guess? Drop it in the comments — and if you’re feeling bold, tell me your “never have I ever” too.
Let’s make this fun — I’m watching your answers closely😏

Be honest… how long did you stare before reading this? 😘

Be honest… how long did you stare before reading this? 😘

Wanna know what my perfect night looks like? Bet you won’t g..

Wanna know what my perfect night looks like? Bet you won’t guess

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It’s not candles or fancy outfits.
It’s me — in your shirt, no bra, legs on the windowsill.
Music playing low. A glass of wine melting in my hand.
Your fingers brushing my knee... or maybe just thinking about it🍷

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No need to talk much. Just… breathe together.
Feel the space between us pull a little tighter.
That kinda night.

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What about you? What would our perfect evening look like — if it was just us?

This is what soft obsession looks like👅

This is what soft obsession looks like👅

I used to hide the thing I now love most about myself⠀My lau..

I used to hide the thing I now love most about myself

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My laugh. It’s loud, messy, a little wild… and totally uncontrollable when I’m happy.
I used to hate it — thought it was too much.
Too loud, too big, too… not “ladylike.”

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Then someone (you?) said:
“Your laugh makes me wanna laugh too.”

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So now I let it out. All of it.
Tears, joy, chaos — real is sexy.
Especially when I know someone’s watching with a soft smile 😌

Open to interpretation… and maybe more 👀💭

Open to interpretation… and maybe more 👀💭

Sometimes, all I need is to lay on the floor.⠀No joke. When ..

Sometimes, all I need is to lay on the floor.

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No joke. When everything’s too loud — work, people, thoughts, even my bra —
I pull off everything, tie up my hair, and lay flat.

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Right there. On the carpet. On cool sheets. On whatever. Vinyl crackling, old jazz in the background, skin breathing. No pose. Just me.

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And then… I smile. It’s like a reset button 🖤
Wanna try it with me sometime? No talking, just vibes.

I dare you to look away… you can’t, can you? 😉

I dare you to look away… you can’t, can you? 😉

When I’m low on fire… I light it myself.⠀I picture you watch..

When I’m low on fire… I light it myself.

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I picture you watching me.
I slip into my fav lingerie — the one that hugs just right… Soft music. Dim lights. Bare feet on the floor.

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I move slow. Stretch. Let the silk whisper against my skin. Look at myself in the mirror — not for validation, but to remind myself:
Damn, girl. You’re magic✨

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It’s not for anyone else. But if you were there…
I wouldn’t mind you watching.

Tell me what this photo makes you think about👅

Tell me what this photo makes you think about👅

Late nights are for secrets… want to hear one? 😈

Late nights are for secrets… want to hear one? 😈

Some mornings I wake up and feel like a stranger in my own s..

Some mornings I wake up and feel like a stranger in my own skin

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I know, I usually sound all confident and glowy... but yeah, I have those mornings too.
I look in the mirror and it’s like — “who even is that?”
So I don’t rush. I don’t scroll. I don’t fix anything.

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I just sit there. Strip down. Let the light hit me.
Fingers over my collarbones, hips, thighs… breathing.
And I tell myself — this is still me. I’m still here 💕

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Weirdly, it always brings me back. Stronger.
Maybe someday you’ll see me like that — raw, quiet, real.

Alright, time to spill the truth… 😈So many of you guessed — ..

Alright, time to spill the truth… 😈
So many of you guessed — and some of you were way too confident, ha!

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Let’s break it down:

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✅ True: Yep, I really did fall asleep mid-tattoo. The buzzing, the rhythm, the warm studio — I knocked out 

✅ True: That playlist? Oh babe… it knows what it’s doing. Some songs just hit right, and honestly, it’s better than most sexts I’ve ever received 

❌ Lie: I don’t hate massages — I live for them. Soft hands, oils, slow pressure… please. That’s my love language.

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So, who guessed it right? Be honest.
And if you want that playlist… well, you’ll have to charm it out of me 😝