This is one of the few times of the year when I’m able to write a seasonal post that I don’t feel any guilt. During most times, while the Northern Hemisphere on earth is enjoying the Summer, those residing in the Southern Hemisphere are enduring their Winter. That makes it somewhat difficult when composing a post that’s relevant for all readers. I don’t want anyone to think that I’m unaware of their own situation. I guess that’s just an aspect of my inclusive nature.
A pool party or, as it is sometimes referred to, a splash party is a great event in that it often is an ideal setting to integrate one’s bare and textile (clothes wearing) friends. If promoted as a skinny-dipping celebration, the bare community has no problems attending and the textiles often disregard their aversion to nudity as it is often viewed as not being naked but just simply “skinny-dipping.” Please don’t expect me to explain the difference because I really don’t understand it myself.
As a friendly reminder to everyone who promised themselves to try outdoor nudity this season, a transition will happen in about four weeks. In the Northern Hemisphere, summer will become autumn. In the Southern Hemisphere, winter will become spring. In other words, time is running out. If you want to keep your promise, the time to strip off those clothes is now! If you wait until the last minute and discover that you really enjoy being bare, it becomes a wasted effort and a lost opportunity.
No matter how you spell it, barbeque, barbecue, or BBQ, cooking on the grille, outdoors while bare can sometimes present some serious challenges. To yourself physically, to the food or to your guests. Being bare isn’t the problem. It isn’t even the cause of the problem or challenge. As humans, who are prone to make mistakes, we, not our undressed status, are the source of all of the mishaps that can and do occur. Sometimes, we are our own worst enemy, no matter where we cook.
For those who read ReNude Pride either periodically or regularly already know this, but I am a confirmed bare practitioner (naturist or nudist), as is my husband, Aaron. It is no big secret that both Aaron and myself are always clothes-free when we’re at home and aren’t too quick to put on any covering should any friends come by to visit. Almost all of our friends and some of our family know our disdain for covering and if they want to see us at home, understand that they will, figuratively and literally, see us nude.
If a man is removing his socks, then you just know for certain, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that he is serious about becoming nude. There is absolutely no way to misinterpret his intentions. This dude wants clothes-freedom right now! If you are in his presence I strongly recommend that you get busy and strip off your gear (clothing), too! Don’t even think about remaining dressed and waiting for a gentle and polite invitation. As promoted in the footwear commercial advertisement: “Just do it!”
It’s now or never, folks! Let’s get ready because before we all know it, there’s a very massive change approaching and time is running out. The clock is already ticking and the next we know, it will be the beginning of Autumn, 2018! There, I wrote the unspeakable! Today begins the first day of the final full month of Summer, 2018. Next month, the seasons will change and this one will be over. History. Past. For a summer-freak as myself, the days of doom and gloom are upon us all.