Much love and many naked hugs to each and everyone of you!
To all of my followers, a special “Thank You” for all your support and encouragement! May your Valentine’s Day, 2018, be one of happiness and surprises.
Tag: friendship
Bottom’s Up! January, 2018
January, 2018, is now almost a time completely in the past-tense. The winter holiday season has passed and so has the first month of the now not-so-new year. This month was my first anniversary of my return to blogging here under the title, ReNude Pride. It was a hectic but fun year for me both in my personal life but also as a dedicated blogger. Probably, it was the blogging aspect that made the year seem both hectic and fun simultaneously.
Reflections: End of January, 2018
During this month, my second January composing this site, ReNude Pride, my thoughts turned to an observation that a fellow bare practitioner and good friend once shared with me: “When in doubt, get naked. If he objects to it, he’ll walk away from you. If he strongly objects, he’ll run away from you. If he accepts it, he’ll sit with you. If he’s comfortable with it, he’ll get naked with you.” And that is exactly how my good friend and I initially met one another.
S’Naked!
S’naked is nothing more than a combination of the words, snow + naked = s’naked. As the combination suggests, it is a variety of activities that bare practitioners (naturists, nudists) engage in when outside in the snow. It involves whatever activities the men who are s’naked wish to engage in, from snow-ball battles to lying down and creating snow angels. The possibilities are endless and there are no guidelines as to what does or does not constitute s’naked. That’s the beauty of being bare in the snow!
Bare Friendships! Part II
Author’s Note: This post is the second installment of a true account of my friendship with my best bare buddy (BBB), Jay. The first of this series published here one week ago, January 5, 2018, click the title to view: Bare Friendships, Part I. This series is a part of my first anniversary celebration of ReNude Pride.
The true saga of the unusual beginnings of one of my best bare practicing friend, Jay. This tells the story of our misadventures while having to wear clothes, after initially meeting when we were both bare.
Bare Friendships! Part I
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.
A Halloween Picnic
This weekend is the weekend before the Halloween celebrations here in the USA. In the accompanying photograph, I’m posing in my 2012 Halloween costume – a mask with a salmon-colored “clip-on” bow-tie – and, obviously wearing nothing but my natural skin. A very comfortable and enjoyable costume for me. The only stress that I recall encountering that year was in trying to put on the tie that clipped-on in the back. Thankfully I had my then-boyfriend, Aaron (who’s now my legal spouse) to help me get the clip fastened.
Bare Support
No matter how confidant any of us be about any aspect of our lives, there will always come the time when we need a little support from those around us. It’s just human nature. We who are bare practitioners (naturists/nudists) are no different from the general population in this regard. We may be able to freely remove our clothing without guilt or shame when in the presence of others, however, we’re unable to discard our humanity.
End of Month Reflections, August, 2017
We’re almost to the end of August, the final full month of the Summer, 2017. As for me, I’m left wondering, “where did this season go?” It seems as though we just observed the the beginning of the Summer, and now here it is, entering into the count-down for the last couple of weeks before another season. Autumn, arrives. It doesn’t seem fair that my personal favorite season of the year is the shortest, even though I know that this isn’t the case at all!
An Almost Fulfilled Fantasy?
As a teenager, I was always fascinated and probably borderline obsessed with the exotic men that I met and/or observed around me. As Alex, my identical twin brother, and I had accepted and acknowledged our same gender attraction since our early teen years, I thought nothing out of the ordinary about this fact. I felt it was simply part of my sexual exploration and self-discovery. One culture that I particularly remember having fantasies about were the Polynesians of the South Pacific Ocean. These included the men from Samoa, Tonga, Hawaii, the Marquesas Islands, the Maori (the indigenous peoples of New Zealand), Tahiti, Tuvalu, Kiribati, Tokelau and other islands. The Polynesians are noted for their seafaring skills as well as their intricate body tattoos.
ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! 