No, today is not St. Patrick’s Day! That date is tomorrow, March 17. I’m posting this in anticipation of the date and to honor anyone reading here who may be Irish or of Irish heritage. St. Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland and as such is revered by Irishmen all over the world, no matter their particular religious affiliation or lack thereof. To be Irish, or of Irish descent, is tantamount to being a part of the St. Patrick family.
There is one common trait that is shared among almost all bare practitioners (naturists/nudists), regardless of their gender and their sexual orientation. In fact, it is probably the one thing that is universal to the entire clothes-free world. That is our ideal of encouraging our joy and love of nudity, of clothes-freedom, with as many people as possible. This is especially true when it concerns our closest and dearest of friends. For us, it is blatant neglect if we fail to get them to bare with us! We have so much fun when we’re nude that we want the same for others!
Author’s Note: In celebrating the first anniversary of my return to blogging here, I’m sharing this two-part true account of my friendship with “Jay” (Jason) and how we initially met and became friends. This month marks the anniversary of both the beginning of my friendship with Jay and my return here (January, 2017).
Sometimes, meeting someone else when the both of you are completely nude (bare, clothes-free or naked) can lead to interesting situations that not only present special challenges but humorous outcomes. The uniqueness of the shared experience often can create a bond between the two individuals that survives issues of both distance and time. Such was the case for my good friend (Jay) and I when we first met on Saturday, January 3, 2009. The fact that we’re still close friends and that the humor involves clothes and two committed bare practitioners (naturists/nudists) makes our relationship even better and stronger.
For all of those reading and visiting here, a sincere wish for each one of you for a safe and happy holiday! The dancing elf above is celebrating with you on your festive time of the year. Like him, I trust that you are enjoying this time entirely clothes-free! It may be cold outside, but dancing often warms the heart!
Some may wonder: why is a blog that celebrates same gender loving male (gay) social nudity seriously feature a posting discussing “dressing for success?” Shouldn’t the focus be on stripping for fun and relaxation? My response to those thoughts is that no, I’m not high on any mind-altering substance and that there are countless articles on removing clothing and enjoying life bare but very few on how we bare practitioners (naturists/nudists) don we now our gay apparel (to adopt a more festive seasonal phrase) after our clothes-freedom experiences.
Taking the subway is a hassle-free means to get to your destination. There would be even less stress involved if those of us who are bare practitioners (naturists/nudists) could enjoy the convenience of travelling clothes-free as is Daniel Shoneye in the photograph above. I know for a fact that if nudity were allowed, I’d subway all over the Washington, D.C., metropolitan area. Alas, that’s probably never going to happen anytime soon but at least I can hope for clothes-freedom somewhere in my future!
Political correctness is an euphemism for being inclusive and polite, something the current leadership in the USA is totally unfamiliar with and a stranger to the ideal. I had promised myself that I would strive to remain aloof from politics on this site for the next four years (hopefully). Obviously, I have failed miserably in that endeavor.