Personal Brand Photography

Your brand is YOUnique! Show off your personality through a Personal Branding Session with JFP and you will never look back.

How often are you scrambling to find photos for Instagram or Facebook to keep your feed current? It’s probably too often!

The experience:

  • 2-hour session built around storylines
  • 3 outfits changes to go along with the storylines
  • 1-2 locations
  • A full online gallery of 60-90 pictures
  • I do NOT require you to use my logo or tag/mention me when using my photos. This is about your brand after all and not mine!
  • I give you full license to crop/edit/print any and all photos I provide. The one stipulation is that I get to do the same thing!
  • I offer RAW, full sized, Instagram, Facebook and any combination of sizes, or a guide on how to best use the images

The Investment:

Investment for Branding Sessions begins at $700 per session and it is recommended to plan for quarterly sessions to keep your photos fresh!

Mackie Noel 5-24-19

Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

This was my first photo shoot with a real model! And honestly with a person for the express intent of taking photos and strengthening both of our portfolios!

Mackie Noel was so fun to work with, and I hope her vibrance and energy are visible through these photos! We spent her session talking about the play she is in and her favorite books. Playing her viola also gave us some AMAZING facial expressions and body language. I can not wait to work with you again!

Why I don’t want kids…

I can just feel the emails filled with sympathy and kind but persuasive words already.

Some of them won’t be so kind.

“How does your husband feel about that?”

“You’re going to miss out on all the fun!”

“You’ll change your mind, just give it time”

“You’ll get bored”

Well, first of all, I do NOT need a husband to make this choice. I don’t have a husband (and GASP, my boyfriend and I might not get married. But that’s is a post for another time) but even if I did, I, as a tax paying woman with her own rights, have the right to make the independent decision to have children or not. If the man I ended up with decided he wanted children, and it’s an absolute dealbreaker, he can leave.

Now that I have that out of the way there are a few actual reasons that I don’t want to have kids.

I’ve watched people parent. I mean, I literally grew up watching people parent. I don’t like it. I don’t like, in this day and age that there is an expectation of perfection of every aspect of your life EVEN BETWEEN PARENTS WHO KNOW IT ISN’T POSSIBLE OR HEALTHY.

I coached preschool gymnastics for a little over a year, and I witnessed so many different styles of parenting. As the first child in a family got younger, the parents were more and more focused on their Instagram image and how much time they can spend with their friends while their child sits on a tablet watching shows.

I’ve been sold the idea, literally since I can remember that I will be a great mother. I spent countless play hours holding my countless baby dolls, giving them names and watching them grow up to be doctors and teachers and astronauts. I gave myself fake baby bellies and went through fake labor more times than I can count.

When I was 9 I got a job as a mother’s helper. That’s when you’re not even old enough to be at home by yourself, so you play with the younger kids while the parents are at home to let them do other things.

When I was 11 I took the YMCA’s Safe Sitter course. I already knew how to change diapers, and call 911 so the class was a breeze. I don’t even remember my first babysitting job, but I started taking care of other people’s’ kids as soon as they would let me.

At 16 I took my lifeguarding certification to add another layer of care to myself. At this point I knew my life’s purpose was to help people.

After some major life changes, I finally ended up combining my love of gymnastics and kids at the age of 22. Within a year I was the Assistant Director of the preschool program, and within 5 months of holding that position I was burnt out.

Don’t get me wrong I still love kids. I smile and wave at the babies at the grocery stores, and am hoping to coach again some day on a minor scale. But I can’t have kids.

It’s easier to tell people that I have polycystic ovarian syndrome and literally can’t have kids. It is definitely possible that I could have kids, but most people don’t know that and even without explaining why I DON’T want them, I still get bombarded with “you can adopt” “what about foster care”?

Long story short, I’m 23 years old and completely burnt out on taking care of other people. I’m going to take care of myself and my relationship and live the life I have neglected. Maybe someday I will change my mind, but if I do it will be on my own terms and not because some entitled mom with a baby on her hip told me for the one thousandth time that it’s a woman’s duty to continue on her husbands genetics.

Path to Great Lakes Pt. 2, Getting to MEPS

So I left us off in Part 1 of Path to Great Lakes when I made my decision to join the U.S. Navy.

It was a big decision for me to leave behind the life I had been building to serve my country. It was big, but it was exciting, and I was ready.

Or, was I?

The next time I went back to meet with Pretty Officer C. he brought up the physical fitness assessment or PFA (because the military shortens EVERYTHING). For the Navy, it consists of a mile and a half run, push-ups, and curl-ups (A.K.A. sit-ups). At the time, each gender and each age group within a gender had different standards for the PFA. Being 21 I was in the second age bracket and would need 50 curl-ups, 17 push-ups and a 15:15 run minimumNote: They have changed the PFA standards and recruits must now pass a preliminary PFA within their first week or two at RTC. Male recruits need to finish the run in 16 minutes 10 seconds or less, the female recruits in 18 minutes seven seconds or less. Source and more PFA information

At MEPS (Military Entrance Processing Station) there is also a medical assessment. The main thing I was worried about with this is the part where they take your height and weight, compare it to a chart and if you’re not within weight they can end your journey (for that day) right then and there. Due to my build, we decided that it would not be safe or healthy for me to be within the weight range for my height.

I am 5’10” and they wanted me to weigh 191lbs or less. I have a lot of muscle and have not weighed 190lbs since I was probably 15 years old. But the thing is I don’t look like I weigh that much.

Side note: my boyfriend recently found out how much I weigh and was floored that I could possibly weigh that much. He doesn’t care how much I weigh but he just couldn’t believe, based on how I look, that I could weigh as much as the scale says.

Anyways, there was an option to be put through based on body fat percentage. This is not the BMI, which is a totally ridiculous test that I will have to save for another post. They take your height, weight, and measure your waist right around your hipbone. When the female recruiter at Burnsville NRS, Petty Officer B. measured my waist, we found that I only needed to lose about two inches from my stomach.

We talked about diet and exercise to make sure I could start doing everything to make weight. I started a Keto Diet similar to the targeted diet found here. I found that carbs are everywhere! The targeted diet was extremely helpful because I found myself losing steam in my workouts. Being able to give my body some carbs soon before and refueling with chocolate milk for the fats and proteins made working out a much more lucrative practice.

I was working as a Lifeguard at the YMCA, so I had free access to the gym facilities and pool, which helped with being able to work out so much. I also had access to some amazing trainers and swim coaches. I have been around water my whole life so I was not worried about the swim qualification at all (more on that in a later Path to Great Lakes post).

I hit a plateau.

I had lost about an inch from my waist and it just stopped.

So Petty Officer C. started coming to work out with me every morning for about two weeks. Here’s what our workout looked like. I was lifeguarding at night, so I would work out in the morning with Petty Officer C. and then go to work early to do it again. This worked like a CHARM! Two weeks and I had lost the extra inch. Note: working in the pool environment had long taught me to hydrate and adding extra workouts and sweat prompted me to drink about twice as much as I had before. This was not water weight loss but fat being burned because of the diet and exercise plan that I had implemented.

I was ready to go to MEPS!

This entire time I had also been studying for the ASVAB. This website has all of the categories that are found on the ASVAB and is an amazing resource. I pretty much needed to maintain the score I had achieved on the practice ASVAB, but I knew it was always better to have a better score.

We set a date (Nov. 18th, 2016) for MEPS and I was told to keep up what I was doing.

Part 3 will be available on March 15th, 2019!

UPDATE: Due to health concerns I was unable to post on March 15th. Part 3 is available April 23rd.

See Part 1 here!

Featured Image found on the MEPS Facebook Page.

Military Readiness Workout

Hello Friends!

Thank you for checking out my military readiness workout. Whether you came here from my blog post about my journey to joining the Navy or found this through a search engine this is sure to be a great way to get fit!

Disclaimer: I am not a professional nor have I attended schooling to do any sort of physical fitness consulting. This is purely from my own experience and it should be known that each individual has there own limits and abilities. This workout should be done at the readers’ discretion. 

Running and situps at home were just not enough to lose the weight I needed to. I needed to drop weight around my waist, and I had never had that as a goal before. I had no idea where to even start! The first thing my recruiter told me was that running wasn’t going to help me right now.


So we got off the track and headed to the weight room. We used three pieces of equipment: the elliptical, the stair stepper, and the treadmill. Now, don’t stop reading because of the equipment. I hated all of those things before I knew what I know now!

Attire: Petty Officer C. recommended that I wear sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt or sweatshirt. I don’t know about anyone else but my goal for workout attire had always been cool clothes so I don’t overheat. I will also be the first to admit that this made me think about how I had tried my best in the past to work out but not sweat. 

What were you thinking Jade?

Sweat is how our body knows to grab those extra energy stores (ie carbs, fat, and sugars) and burn them. Which, in the end, is the goal.

Wearing warm clothes will make you sweat, which also means you NEED TO HYDRATE! Bring water with you, a bottle, don’t rely on the fountains. Drink water BEFORE your workout, and I would always end with finishing whatever was left and drinking a pint of chocolate milk (this has fats and proteins to help replenish your energy and build muscle).

Finally what you came here for: The Plan!

Total Time: 30 minutes

Warm Up: 10 minutes

We always started with the elliptical. It’ slow impact, but with different resistance and grade settings can be adjusted to each individual and each workout. We would always aim to go a little further than the day before, this helped it not become something to slack off on or feel like a waste.

Main Event: 20 minutes

The stair stepper. Before this, I had, admittedly, been TERRIFIED of a stair stepper. I wasn’t partial to treadmills either, because I had seen a friend (yes, she was being stupid) break her wrist by getting it sucked under and into the mechanism. Well, if you’re an adult who knows how to properly use these machines that operate in a circular motion, that won’t happen.

Play around with the speed of the steps, sometimes slow can be harder than fast and vice versa. We set a goal for the number of steps to complete within the 20 minutes and gradually increased it to reach an end goal for the two weeks. By the end of the two weeks, I had surpassed our original goal and was ready to run a mile and a half without even stepping foot on the track or even running on the treadmill.

Warm Down: 10 minutes

I don’t like to call this step “cool down” because, again, it can lead to laziness or having it feel like a waste. You should still be warm when you leave the gym, but you shouldn’t be completely out of breath or unable to walk. We would spend 10 minutes gradually slowing down the treadmill speed to get the lactic acid moving through our muscles and to stop it from staying put. We would also talk, this was important because we could judge how efficiently we were recovering from our workout and if we needed to slow down or speed up based on how our breath was.

Because I was trying to lose weight quickly and I had the time, I was doing this same thing twice a day. After my evening circuit, I would spend some time stretching and making sure my muscles were staying happy with me.


I follow a similar pattern day to day still, but I only go once a day (if that, let’s be honest) and I add in weight lifting. It is important for me and my goals to have strong muscles and keep healthy knees so I have some very specific and some prescribed activities.


Xoxo, Jade


Why He Waited

He propped his foot up on his knee.

He checked that his bag was still between his feet. He only had a small backpack anyway.

His eyes were heavy, and he nodded off to sleep every few minutes before his head bounced back to attention. These airport chairs are nowhere to sleep.

He put his backpack on his shoulders and started to pace up and down the windows.

He had walked in with a few others, but they didn’t seem to know each other.

He took off the University of Minnesota sweatshirt to reveal a t-shirt reading “America’s Navy, Honor, Courage, Commitment”.

After an hour he sat back down, in a different chair this time, and took out a folder.

There was a ship on the front, and he was muttering quietly to himself.


He sat down in the window seat.

He didn’t seem to have a cell phone, odd for a teenager in 2018.

The trip from Minneapolis to Chicago, but he went straight to the food court.

The employee he asked gave very vague directions to the USO, but the boy found it regardless.


The last words I heard before I kept on my way were, “They’ll be here in 45 minutes, get ready for the yelling Future Sailor”.


Image from provided by Sarah N.