A very long time ago, when this lady was pregnant with her third son, we lined up a maternity shoot. I thought it would be a tiny bit badass, but it was proper badass.
We hit up the paperbark swamp where Aleece almost got sucked in by the super powerful suction mud. I saved her, but not heroically I might add. It was more like a clusterfuck of falling and pulling where we avoided becoming croc bait, but there was a tragic double blow out on the way. RIP thongs (flip flops, for any non Aussies). This all unfolded on the side of a very busy main road, so we were stoked to be providing a community service spectacle for motorists that afternoon. No sooner than we started taking some shots, it started to rain. I wouldn't mind, except it's really freaking hard to spot crocs when the rain is dappling the surface of the water.
So we checked the radar, and followed the storm to the beach where the wind, rain and clouds added several tonnes of drama to the shoot. So did Aleece, the mega babe. Trying to keep the clothes on this lady was a task in itself.
So take a scroll through this treacherous afternoon in the swamp and down at the nudist beach, with no nudity. The passers by couldn't have hacked it anyway, and were obviously having heart palpitations watching Aleece roll around in the sand as it was. In all of the madness of the afternoon, I forgot this legend was 39 weeks pregnant. And a few days later, a gorgeous little babe was earthside.
PS. A public apology to Aleece for taking one year to edit this gallery. I'm so good to my friends.