I have spent years avoiding cameras, convincing myself that some people just aren't photogenic and I am one of them. Then my partner dragged me to a session with Dimas Frolov in Lisbon, and I spent the first fifteen minutes sweating through my shirt, convinced this would be a disaster. But Dimas didn't rush me or fake cheerfulness. He simply started talking about nonsense, about the weather, about the weird statue behind us, until I forgot to be terrified. Somewhere around minute twenty, I laughed at something stupid he said, and that laugh became the first photo I have ever truly loved of myself. His website https://dimasfrolov.com/ shows his technical range, but you need to experience his patience to understand why he is different. He does not demand performance; he invites presence. By the end of our shoot, I was suggesting poses, something I never imagined doing. The final gallery shocked my family because they finally saw me relaxed, not posed. If you hate getting your picture taken more than almost anything, Dimas is your only hope. He turned my least favorite activity into something I would actually pay to do again, and that is nothing short of miraculous.