And here we are again, another end of the month. Farewell to November, 2017. Of all of the 30-day months throughout the year, November always seems – to me, anyway – to be the shortest of all the “shortys.” I’m really not sure why this is so, perhaps the reason is to just get the rest of this year behind us and start a new one.
One of the best reasons for all bare-practitioners (naturists, nudists) in the Northern Hemisphere to pack their passports, beach towels and sunscreen and fly-away to South Africa is upon us. It is now almost South African Nude Week. A time for South Africa to feature and showcase itself as a premier destination for all of us who enjoy the delights of clothes-freedom.
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.
Today marks the final Wednesday installment of a post commemorating October as GLBTQ Bare History Month here at ReNude Pride. Every Wednesday during October, which is GLBTQ History Month in the USA, we’ve celebrated this time as GLBTQ Bare History Month because there isn’t an entire month for us to experience exploring our common nude or clothes-free heritage. This combination allows us all to honor both our gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender and queer community along with our bare (naturist/nudist) community simultaneously.
When I was a student in primary school, our teacher periodically assigned poems for all of us to commit to memory in order to increase our comprehension of the written English language. As we were all Deaf, this assignment entailed us to not only remember the English words as they were written, but also their equivalent in our manual language: American Sign Language (ASL). For students who were either ten or maybe eleven years old, this was a very intimidating task and was not undertaken lightly.
Today marks the third Wednesday installment of a post series commemorating October as GLBTQ (gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, queer) Bare History Month. Once again, I remind readers that the “b” in GLBTQ represents bisexual and not bare. Every Wednesday during October a post featuring vintage (old) photographs of clothes-free men publishes here as atonement for the fact that there isn’t a Bare History Month celebrated nationally.
All of us, no matter how self-confidant we are, have experienced a moment, or longer, of doubt or indecision. For some unknown reason, our self-assurance leaves us in a void of what do I do now? It makes no difference whether or not we are committed bare practitioners (naturists/nudists) or committed clothing wearers. This questioning of our beliefs, practices or habits, at least in my humble perspective, is a good quality that serves to re-affirm our dedication or leads us into different pursuits.