I want to thank all the visitors to Zjudme.org for their attention, and also:
I found this message on Twitter and had to post it here.
Imagine being 75 and you’re thinking about your life.
How you never swam nude in the ocean on a warm night because your thighs jiggled. You never laughed until you couldn’t breathe, because your teeth weren’t straight or white enough. You never embraced the sun on your entire body because of the stretch marks on your stomach and hips. You never allowed yourself to let go and have fun, because the pressure to loo perfect consumed you.
Imagine being 75 and realising you’ve hidden yourself away for the fear of being real Imagine realising all the years you wasted hating yourself – but now it’s too late. Now it hurts to laugh for more than a few seconds, and you’re too weak to travel to the beach. Imagine realising all this time you were perfect the way you are.
Don’t let that happen.
Live now, as you are. You deserve to realise you’re enough, and always have been, before you’re 75.
It’s weird, but Christmas is almost upon us. Despite COVID-19 and all the misery it brought us.
How are you all going to get through the holidays as they approach? Are you giving in, as usual, to have a clothed festive season? Are you the lucky one who’s always had the opportunity to Ho-Ho-Ho in the nude?
So much is different now, and this isn’t different.
My Christmas will be quite a lot of the usual. A quiet day, as naked as possible at home, and dinner at my sister’s place. That will be clothed affair, but that’s okay. It’s once a year and she likes to make ‘a fuss’ of such dinners.
There won’t be a crowd (just her, her daughters and me) so that’s easy as well.
I’ll leave it at this. If you care to share your plans, please do.
Ho ho ho.
You may have spotted it already.
This crazy ‘diamond’.
On Twitter (where else) there’s been a lot going on about a naturist symbol. Yes, the one you see up here in this post, and at the top of the page.
I’ve seen lots of good designs but this one seems to have ‘won’, and I have to say that I like it. It’s not obtrusive, not sexual (big danger sign) and, for the peace of mind of the puritanical society, it doesn’t even show stylistic nudity. Although you might see a nude person’s but in the blue bump that goes up to the sun. There’s no way to do it right, right?
I hope this symbol will be used everywhere. As logos, icons, as additions to images, like here, and any other way people can come up with. T-shirts? Towels? Flags and banners? Sure, why not. Go for it.
Let creativity reign, folks, and let this symbol tell the world who we really are. Not what the porn idiots try to make us look like by slandering our naturist heritage into their gutters.
Do you like this symbol? If not, what would you suggest? Do you have any ideas?
And let me leave you with another kind of ‘crazy diamond’…
Have you seen the film? Aquaman?
At the moment I’m writing this, I saw half of it. It’s 2.5 hours long; I can’t sit and watch something for that long, so tomorrow I’ll watch the rest.
It’s a well-made film I think. I love the special effects and the works that come with them. There is, however, something I don’t understand at all. It’s how the underwater people look.
Look at this bloke. In a bit, metal-looking outfit.
Excuse me? Under water? Look at the weird collar-stuff that point up. That scoops up water and will slow you down like a pro.
Another thing I really don’t understand is why some of them wear those long, flowing capes. Under water. Perfect to get caught in rocks or corals.
I understand that the filmmakers are bound to the rules and regulations of ‘decency’ and they also don’t want to shock people with nudity (while killing and murder is just fine)…
…but someone like this would make a lot more sense under water, in my view of things. Look at swimmers who try to go fast. They don’t wear capes. They don’t have collars that slow them down.
Look at scuba divers. They wear suits that make them as smooth as possible, so as to reduce the resistance of water.
I know this. I’ve been one:
Unless the film changes its attitude about clothes under water (and I know that isn’t going to happen), I’m going to enjoy the rest of it but I’ll shake my head at any full-costume scene.
It makes no sense at all.
Have a good day, and stay as nude as you can!
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 throw out a daily, naturist related tweet. One of them is:
I wonder who wears the pants in a house full of nudists…
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.
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.
Last Sunday’s Nudist image was this one:
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.
Go here if you are curious.
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??
Let me tell you a joke.
A hot day. 2 priests are walking past a river. One priests says, “I would love to take a dip in there to cool down.” The other priest argues they have no bathing suits with them.
Priest 1 says, “That’s no problem. There’s no one around.” Number 2 is convinced, so the two throw off their clothes and jump into the river to cool down. Of course, 5 minutes later a tourist bus drives past.
The priests grab their clothes and run off. When they are safe from the viewers, priest 2 asks, “Why did you put your habit over your head instead of over your you-know-what?”
Priest 1 says, “I don’t know how they recognise you, but with me it’s my face.”
Note: that was the joke. From here things might get more serious, but no guarantee for that.
So why this joke?
Well… with nudists and naturists having to wear masks, I suddenly thought that some people who have never considered naturism, might feel ‘safe’ to give it a try. Because of the mask on their face. Because, as priest 1 said, “I don’t know how they recognise you, but with me it’s my face.“
Having that ‘fence of recognition’ there could give people a sense of safety to try something they would otherwise never try.
Maybe I am entirely wrong, but the idea that arose from the memory of that joke made me think of this.
Perhaps I am the only one, because not everyone knows that joke. Which is a pity. I think it’s a good one. And it might benefit the hopefully former naturists to give our lifestyle a try.
We know it’s worth it.
Odd title, huh? Yes, leave that to me.
But really, I love it. Nuding from home for me is working from home in the nude. The main portion of the word ‘nuding’ will make it clear what the most important part is there.
Honestly, this is one of the best things that came out of the entire COVID misery for me personally. And I pity the people who don’t have this liberty. I know there are many of you out there who can’t enjoy this freedom in your own house. If you have to go out to work, you’re totally out of luck (unless you work at a naturist resort, I guess).
This has become so normal for me that it has happened more than once that I forgot to put something on in a video meeting with people. Now the camera doesn’t catch my nude lower body, which is “good”, I guess, but the few times this happened made me realise how crazy this whole ‘no nudity’ thing is.
Things get even sweatier when you know that summer is coming on the norther hemisphere. (Sorry George Martin, you keep Winter. Summer’s mine / ours!)
No need for air conditioners to keep any clothes cool. If it gets ‘bad’ I will turn on the fan and I’ll be fine. I’m a fan of fans, so to speak. 😉
I had to go out to work at customer locations a few times this past week. It was bad. Clothes and temperatures over 25C (77F).
Of course, work needs to happen, but… clothes… seriously?