Last night I had the absolute pleasure of photographing Naughty Disco: UNTAMED. Asked by the brilliant organizers Drago and Matt to document the chaos, my role was to capture those sexy, seductive individual portraits, candid group moments, and all the feral energy of the dance floor.

It was, in short, everything Naughty Disco promises: UNTAMED, unfiltered, and unapologetically horny.

Imagine a room pulsing with red and purple light, fog swirling around bodies in motion, the bass thumping in your chest. The DJs delivered a masterclass in vibe-crafting:

• Remi Jolie opened with sultry, slow-burning beats that eased people into their seductive selves.

• Breezah kept the floor hot with a pulsing, sweat-slicked set that had everyone moving in sync, lost in the lights and fog.

• Roman Chappelle brought in that dirty, bassy, irresistible rhythm that dared you to lose yourself completely.

• Flared Bass closed things out in a driving, primal crescendo that felt like the perfect soundtrack for bodies writhing together until dawn.

As the photographer, I wove through the crowd all night, witnessing the transformation. People entered dressed to the nines in animal prints, strappy harnesses, bunny ears, kitten masks, lace lingerie, and BDSM-inspired kinkwear. But as the night wore on? The dress code took on a life of its own. Clothes were shed or rearranged—our gracious Hostess made sure everyone fit the unapologetically naughty vibe.

There were slow, intimate embraces. Teasing, staged posing. Sprawled bodies on lounge chairs in suggestive postures. Thumbs-up winks in full leopard-print catsuits. Couples with locked lips, grinding in the glow of lasers. Queer, straight, poly, kinky—everyone brought their truest selves and made space for others to do the same.

And oh, the energy on the dance floor. Hands in the air. Bodies pressed together. That collective howl that rises when a DJ hits just the right drop.

Most importantly? Even at its most unhinged, the space lived up to its core promise: Consent was always required. You could feel it in the respect between dancers, the check-ins before touches, the shared understanding that the wildest experiences only happen when everyone feels safe.

For me, as the photographer, it was an absolute dream. I got to capture the shy smiles, the brazen stares, the big laughs between friends, the sultry, come-hither glances, and those blurry, motion-filled dance shots that tell the real story of a night this alive. It was a pleasure to experience people living in their no’s when I asked if I could photograph them. Thank you for saying, no.

Soon, I’ll share a handful of my favorite shots. But trust me, they’ll only scratch the surface of what UNTAMED delivered.

If you were there—thanks for letting me point my lens at you. If you missed it? Well, make sure you’re at the next Naughty Disco.

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