The temperature drops. For most naturists the clothes-free arena is gone, which is so for me as well.
I’ve stated before that I will not crank up the heating in order to be nude. I’m trying to be an ecology- and environmentally friendly nude person. Using resources just to stay out of clothes is not that for me.
Next Thursday (tomorrow) I plan on going to a sauna. I won’t go on Wednesdays, because that is one of those weird ‘bathing suit days’ they have set up in order to get more customers. Not for me. So Thursday.
It’s going to be nice and warm and nude and relaxing.
Actually it’s a spa complex, with several saunas, pools, massage options (yes, COVID-19-approved and safe) and a very good restaurant too.
This is where I’ll go.
It’s called Thermen Berendonk and it’s located in Wijchen (link in new tab, to Google Maps), which isn’t far from where I live. I’ve been there many times before and it’s a great place to be.
What is your favourite nude place for autumn or fall, or however you want to call it?
I keep being shocked by the ‘dedication’ that people have in pursuing the fake perfect body.
Yes, I’ve posted a gazillion times about that, so if you’re tired of that, stop reading now.
Still reading? Great.
We naturists/nudists know that there is no such thing as the ‘perfect’ body. We see bodies everywhere, without the ‘safety net’ of clothing, as often as we can / want. And what do we see? People. Nice people. Big, thin, black, coloured (see left), white, skinny, you name it and it’s in the mix.
The clothes-free community doesn’t care how you look, as long as you’re kind and not making a nuisance of yourself.
That doesn’t sound very complicated, does it? And most people I know are just like that. Ordinary people who just want to live a nice life. Nothing posh, nothing fancy (okay, occasionally a splurge is nice, I know that too), and having a good time. Fun.
The very things that naturists also like, most of the time, as far as I know.
It’s the body that keeps many people from enjoying our freedom. It is so sad to hear that, even from people who are somehow quite close to the resident evil – I mean the reigning beauty ideal. What is it that makes people so uncertain about themselves?
I think it is as much a small as a big thing. The switch in your head that has to flip. I think many of us have felt when that flip happened. Many of us don’t even know about the switch but for many people it’s there.
I wonder if there is a way to access more switches in this world. To help people get over a lot of insecurities.
Life is too beautiful to be hidden inside a few layers of fabric.
I wonder who wears the pants in a house full of nudists…
Pants. Trousers. You know.
PANTS? Yes. We all know them. Some people call them trousers. The contraptions with two pipes made of fabric to put around your legs, and that also has a wider tube on top to wrap around your hips and your butt. I think I made this clear enough. If not, click here.
Many people online respond to this tweet. It’s fun and also the goal of that tweet. Engagement, making people tell how they feel about things, that’s the fun and power of Twitter. But this post is not about Twitter. (Are you on Twitter already?)
This post is about pants. If this is a punch in your naturist gut, I apologise and I will understand that you do not want to read on. You’re excused.
An, you are still here. Good. Pants. I’ve worn them since I was small. Many men have, and many women have too.
But…
As many naturists, nudists and other clothes-free minds can attest: pants can be annoying. Very much so. Pants can be tight. Squeeze. Cut off your circulation. Force your genitals into a shape that isn’t pleasant. Studies have shown that tight pants aren’t healthy.
And they can make you look very awkward in the right situation. Or the wrong situation. Please check the image ->
Pants are useful, for sure, but why do they have to be “stylish” in that manner? Why are baggy pants “wrong”? And why are skirts (for men) frowned upon unless you consider kilts in Scotland?
I seriously wonder why men shouldn’t wear skirts when it’s not appropriate to be nude. Skirts give much more space to move. Squatting down in a skirt is much easier than in (tight!) pants. Of course, the feeling of being naked can’t be surpassed, but with the anal retentive way of thinking of the majority, we can forget about that for now.
How do men think about wearing skirts to free your genitals from oppression? (Or is that suppression? The squeeze?) And how do women think about men wearing skirts for that same reason? (Note that I am not considering the prettiness of legs. This is not an issue in Scotland either, as far as I am informed.)
Looking forward to any and all responses. In naked happiness as long as I can.
Well, maybe you have never heard of a sun allergy but it exists. In several forms even. Some people call it sun poisoning, which is pretty to the point.
One form of sun allergy – Polymorphic light eruption.
Note: this is not me. 😉
As I wrote a while ago, I have a condition known as Lupus. In the linked post I wonder if that disease numbers my days as a naturist. After this summer, with plenty of sunny days, I can say yes and no.
Yes, because going out into the sun wouldn’t be smart. My affliction shows itself as a rash on my arms and legs, and it itches like you wouldn’t believe. But there’s more (just as with any month in this year). I’m not going to bore you with all that, but it’s no fun. I really have to watch myself when the sun is out. So yes, being an outside, in the sunshine naturist isn’t happening for me until there is a cure for lupus. (This link takes you to info on the Mayo Clinic website. TLDR: Lupus is an auto-immune disease.) I’m not holding my breath on that one.
But the good news is that not everything happens outside. There is also inside, and the apartment was pretty hot during our heatwave. Guess what I wore.
What, an anorak? Are you out of your bloody mind?
NOTHING! If this shocks you, then what are you doing here? LOL!
So that is the good news. As long as the sun shines outside, I can be naked. Inside.
And at night I can go out in the nude. Well, as long as the temperature isn’t trying to kill me, right?
I think it’s an awesome image. A person swimming in the best way possible.
Yes, you probably saw this already, but I put it here again for a reason.
This is the reason.
Bathing suits. After looking at the image above, it suddenly struck me that bathing suits aren’t just pathetic pieces of fabric that make you feel unpleasant. They also disrupt the image that is the human shape.
The lady in the top picture is complete. Fine. Whole.
There is nothing that interrupts seeing her whole shape. It’s all human. People in bathing suits consist of parts. Look at the young boy on the left. He has a body, then there is this cloth thing and then there are legs. Visually this is entirely wrong. A 2 piece boy. The woman, I assume she’s his mother, even consists of 3 parts. Her shape is broken up twice by the 2-piece bathing suit. For the man the same thing goes as for the boy on the left. I’m quite confident you get my meaning.
Then there is this monstrosity.
Words actually defy the situation. I know this is Borat and it is meant to make fun of things, but apparently it is or was an actual thing in the not too distant past.
This ‘thing’ makes a 3-part man. It’s awful to behold, although, yes, it’s also funny to watch. (But not for long, because really?)
I have actually gone out onto the big web to see if this is sold. It is.
Understand that you proceed at your own risk, okay?
Of course the joke isn’t just on men. Somehow women aren’t getting away with this kind of weirdness either.
Because which sane woman doesn’t want to be seen with blue ducks on her breasts??
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