Author: Paul
Promoting the clothes-free lifestyle.
Sunday Noon Nudist
I don’t know what they’re afraid of. Are they afraid??
Clothes. I wear them. A lot lately.
Clothes. Really. I wear them.
If you want to stop reading now, do so.
The rest of this article might shock you if you’re a hard core naturist that never wears clothes. (And if you manage to do that, do let me know how you pull that off!)
Weather of late has been quite sad. Rain, drizzle, unpleasant temperatures.
Not the summer most of us dream of unless you’re a needy plant. In which case you’re always naked.
So what to do when the weather’s not nice?
There are a few smart options.
- Go on vacation to a warm place where you can be naked all the time.
Nice plan if you have the time and the money for it. I’m sure at least 12% of the people reading this recognise that one. 😉 - Turn up the heating of the house and be naked.
Would work, but I don’t do that. I try to be environmentally conscious and not doing the heat up thing has a place in that mindset. - Put on some clothes.
Shocking, I admit, but it’s a tactic people have used for centuries. One that works. - Move to a place where it’s warm all the time.
Now that’s smart!
But… but… you’re a naturist!
True. I see myself as a naturist but one that’s not made of penguin or polar bear.
I’m a human who doesn’t like the cold. Interestingly I’ve gotten more cold-sensitive over the last few years; I’m sure that age has to do something with it. I’m approaching 60. Are there any people in their second youth who have noticed something similar?
Anyway, this is how I deal with poor weather conditions. At first I wasn’t showing the real naturist but then something made me grin. There are those naturists who claim that a true naturist doesn’t have tan lines. Well, trust me – I don’t have any!
Things will get better. Sooner or later.
It is only a matter of time for things to get better again. Either on a vacation, a summery end dash or something I can’t even imagine now. If nothing else happens there’s always the shower or the sauna.
This is how I handle piss poor weather. If you have other ways, perhaps even better ways, I’d love to hear them. We’re all in this weather together so we can learn from each other.
Stay happy, stay as naked as you can.
Sunday Noon Nudist
Sunday Noon Nudist
Perhaps not really naturist, but I like this image so much that I’ve decided to post it anyway. Bodywork.
It happened. A new book.
Yep. My alter ego (haha) published a new book yesterday. A historical naturist fiction book. It was difficult to write so it took a long time. If you’re curious, here are the gory details:
The Unsworth Manor Nudes
Unsworth Manor, home of Cedric, Earl of Unsworth, his wife Margarete and their children. Margarete, of royal German descent, receives an invitation to visit her distant relative, Emperor Wilhelm II. They decide to make the journey. It will introduce them to a lifestyle that none of them had ever heard of before, but that will never leave them anymore.
The book is available at Smashwords, Amazon, Amazon.co.uk, Amazon.de, Amazon.nl, Amazon.it, Amazon.fr, Amazon.es, Amazon.ca, Amazon.au, Barnes&Noble, Apple iTunes, Kobo, Createspace (paperback).
I’m very curious how this book will be received…
Sunday Noon Nudist
One with the environment.
Outer nudity, inner nakedness. Do you know the difference?
Outer nudity and inner nakedness.
This popped into my head one early morning as I got out of bed. I sleep naked and wouldn’t have it any other way. Nudity is important to me because of the freedom it brings.
On Twitter I was engaged in a little thread about nudity being a taboo. (The article mentioned is worth a read, go do it if you have the time.) Is nudity a taboo again? Or is it so still?
Outer nudity.
Most of you will know that I don’t do well with taboos. For me, someone who’s nude by choice is a far more relaxed person than someone who worries about taking their clothes off when he or she is alone in the bathroom. As soon as you’re comfortable with your outer nudity, I feel there is nothing left to fear. There is no inner nakedness anymore, which is something I’ll address in the next paragraph. Outer nudity is the acceptance of your body, your awareness that not everyone is as pretty as the media these days ‘prescribe’ you should be. People who share their outer nudity are easier going, or so is my experience. That of course doesn’t mean that nudists or naturists are 100% carefree. Even when you dump your clothes there can be dentist bills, mortgages and other modern-life problems piling up. Outer nudity just deals with one of the major hang-ups that is coming back more and more. The prudification of modern people when you compare life to the sixties and early seventies.
Inner nakedness.
Odd as it may seem, people who constantly hide inside their clothes are the true naked people. (For my reasoning between the difference between nude and naked, please read this older post.) They are the ones who are scared to be seen and do all they can to hide behind shirts, pants, skirts and sweaters, no matter how hot it is. Which, as we naturists and nudists know, is the most absurd thing to do when the weather’s inviting everyone to go nude.
Inner naked people are scared to show themselves, be it through conviction (e.g. religion, taking a vow of prudishness) or peer pressure (environment, family). I pity those people as they are keeping a very important part of themselves locked inside themselves. A part that craves unbounded freedom.
The relation of freedom and freedom.
Here is a question for you: do you think there is, or could be, a relation between physical freedom (outer nudity) and the freedom to find a deepened general happiness (which is a happiness that has nothing to do with nudism/naturism)?
I have my own thoughts about it but those aren’t important here as I am asking you, nude or clothed reader.
Talk to me. Surprise me.
Sunday Noon Nudist
Free in all the ways…
(Photo courtesy of Body Painting Day)
A very strange way to put it
A very strange advertisment.
I have a few Google alerts going pertaining to naturism and nudism. You know the general things anyone should be interested in. A few days ago I got a notification about an ad on ‘Craig’s list’, which I know to be quite popular in the USA.
One line in that ad struck me. Maybe it’s just the way someone didn’t know how to put it properly but the line “I am a normal, educated, and kind white male but I have always been interested in naturism” made me frown.
…but I have always been interested in naturism
This line. The person putting that ad together made it sound as if nudism is something a “a normal, educated, and kind white male” shouldn’t be dealing with.
I probably make too much of this but it’s in the words. I write books. Words and their order are important. So why would this kind white male use ‘but’ here?
Is there something wrong with nudism, with the desire to take off one’s clothes?
Apparently the kind, white male has done it before, since he adds, “the feeling of ultimate freedom when you take off that last piece of clothing.”
He’s clearly done it before – or he’s copying some text from somewhere, which I don’t believe. It’s an interesting way to put this all down. The gentleman is specifically looking for a lady to go to a nudist venue, beach, resort with him, which gives me the feeling there’s something more he’d like to explore, but to each their own.
For me the entire thing would be more credible had that simple “but” been a “and“.
Not an excuse.
Nudism should not be an excuse to go naked. It is among the best feelings in the world, and we all know it. No restraints, just fresh air and sunlight on your skin.
And the company of nice people. I’ve said it before: most nudists are the nicest people I’ve met. I am not counting the people who visit nude venues just to stare, that might be clear.
Be happy. Be naked.