As January is my anniversary month of publishing ReNude Pride here, I feel it is my solemn duty as a committed bare practitioner (naturist or nudist), a same gender loving (gay) man and as this site’s author, to deliver a “state of the blog” message to reiterate the purpose of this space and my dedication to upholding my sacred duty. Now, if that very verbose statement didn’t put anyone asleep, in simple terms, this is my time to remember why I do this!
Tag: friendship
Bare Friendships: 10 Years!
Naked hugs! Yesterday, January 3, 2019, was a very special day for my friend, Jay, and myself. It was the tenth anniversary of the day that we met and for the both of us it seems as though we were the best of friends from the first moment that we met. For those reading here, I’ve written several posts on the circumstances surrounding our first meeting and its aftermath that were posted here last year. In case you missed those posts, I’m offering those links below.
Happy Nude Year!
Happy New Year 2019!
To everyone reading and/or visiting here, I wish to all of you a prosperous and successful new year, 2019!
May all of your dreams become real in a year of happiness and clothes-freedom!
May you enjoy good health, good friends and your own desire in love!
May 2019 bring peace to the world and food, shelter and medicine to everyone!
Bottom’s Up! End of December, 2018
As difficult as it is to believe, we’re now at the end of yet another calendar year and the end of December, 2018. That means it’s time to post a Bottom’s-Up! tribute not only for December but for all of 2018, as well. The man in the image above demonstrates what many of us are feeling this time of the year. Serious fatigue of the past year and the need for a serious rest to face the adventures and challenges as we embark into a new one. This unfortunate soul is unable to muster the energy to finish crossing the stream without taking a brief nap!
Interview: Brent Pace
Over a month ago, I posted a reference and link to a post written by a blogging buddy that I follow. Immediately after I punched the “schedule” button on my computer screen, it occurred to me that I should invite my online friend to interview here. The project has now come to fruition and I’m pleased to introduce readers here to Brent Pace, (nickname: “Pacey”) the author of Pace Of Mind blog (click the link to view). To read the referenced post detailing his presence at a bare dance party, click here.
Friday Footnote: Bare Dance Party!
It appears as though I’m somehow “caught” with a very cute title that, unfortunately, is creating “credibility” issues for me. I am a victim of my own desire to have a cute and blog that is adored by all, bare and clothed alike! However, as a realist, I know that’s a fantasy projection on my part and I’m willing to accept the consequences of my own delusion. But I do have a post to recommend to all of you reading or visiting here and I refuse to ignore the opportunity!
Barbecued Bare!
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.
Bottoms-Up! July, 2018
Personally, there is no better way to commemorate Bottoms-Up! for a hot summer month such as July than with skinny-dipping buttocks. It’s the splash-down dive that represents the very best of the entire season – as well as the ideal cooling off solution. It may not represent the diver at his most skillful moment or manoeuver, but it is a compliment to the photographer for being in the right place at just the right space in time. The image is absolutely skinny-dipping (naked swimming) at its best!
July Days!
Somewhere, I guess in a comment on a previous blog of mine, someone wrote…“those lazy, crazy, hazy, days of summer…” and attributed those to a song by the late singer, Nat King Cole. I wrote down the words but didn’t get the name of the song or the name of the individual leaving the comment. But about this time every year, the last of July or the beginning of August, the words somehow manage to find themselves back into my memory. When this happened last year, I promised myself that this year I’d post about it. Continue reading July Days!
Erectilephobia
Erectilephobia is my own term for any man who allows his fear of possibly having an erection in public to prevent him from trying social nudity. The most unfortunate aspect of this situation is that there is an equal possibility that the same man will not have an erection in public and therefore he’s allowing this possibility to prohibit him from the camaraderie and joys of social nudity. Arousals (erections) aren’t available “on demand” so none of us are immune from this happening, but we’re realists and refuse to let that possibility stand in our way of enjoyment.
ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! 