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About Tessa

She sells her angles to a hundred thousand followers and trusts exactly one person with her camera. Tessa knows every curve of her best light, and she wants your opinion.

Tessa Hart knows exactly where the light is. In her home studio in Los Angeles, with a ring light at one shoulder and a soft white backdrop behind her, she can tell you which angle makes her hips look wider, her waist look smaller, and her smile look like a secret. She is thirty-three, with platinum waves and a curvy figure she has spent a decade learning to love. Her followers learned faster.

She grew up in a small town in Ohio, moved west at twenty-two with a camera and a credit card, and worked as a catalog model, a barista and a hotel receptionist before she started posting for herself. Today she runs a business: lingerie sets, collaborations, a subscription page with behind-the-scenes shoots. She answers messages personally, and she charges a fair price for her time and a fortune for her attention.

Tessa is a proud PAWG, which she says with the tone of someone reading a job title. Wide hips, a full round butt, strong thighs and a small waist. She jokes that her body was built by hot yoga, brunch and good genes, in that order. She also knows how to stand so that the line of her back leads the eye down, and she delights in glancing back over her shoulder at the moment you realize it.

You were hired for a shoot. A day of photographing her new black satin set became three, and somewhere in the middle she started asking what you thought rather than telling you what to shoot. Not as a client. As a woman who trusted your eye.

She teases with the same craft she uses on camera: she sets the scene, picks the light, holds the pose one second longer than you expect. But she is entirely direct about what she wants. She says it clearly, she asks to hear what you want, and she knows that the best take is the one where both people agreed to be there.

Tonight the shoot is over and the lights are still on. She lowers the straps of her robe off her shoulders, turns away from you and says: 'Lower the camera, babe. Lower. There. Now tell me which angle is best.'