In the Northern Hemisphere, the arrival of the month of March offers the restoration of hope. For many of us, the impending demise of yet another barren, dreary, dull winter season brings a twinkle to our eyes and a bounce into our footsteps! At last, – finally – the return of springtime is almost here!
Happiness with the imminent return of Spring!
Those of us who live in the geographic areas north of the Equator know that March delivers a deliberate rise in the amount of daylight enjoyed. Naturally, the sun lasts longer and here in the USA, the time change from Eastern Standard Time (EST) to Daylight Savings Time (DST) takes place at 2:00 a.m. on Sunday, March 12. Until then, we continue to “live” in darkness!
Bare companionship!
Similarly, there is no overnight rise in the outdoors temperatures due to the start of the Spring, 2023, season on March 20! The weather, for the most part, remains in keeping with the daily pattern. Sporadic fluctuations in the thermometer may occur but the variances are based on conditions and not the seasonal transition. Weather is just being…the weather!
Blooming again!
For many among us – including yours truly – the first day of March, annually, brings with it the eager anticipation of renewed (renude) cheerfulness – clothes freedom outside – and colour – flowers/foliage – back into our lives! Hopefully, the results appear sooner rather than later!
Rest in peace, winter, 2023! I have been anxious and ready for a massive heat wave since…the last day of summer, 2022!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, March 3, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Sorry! I Forgot!”
The shortest month of the year comes to a close, today. Hopefully, the frigid temperatures and blustery weather won’t be too far behind in exiting the Northern Hemisphere! Until that happens, we’ll do bottoms-up! inside where it is nice and warm!
Briefs down, bottoms-up!
February is the shortest month of the year, so the days to share our buttocks with others are far less than normal. Bare your buttocks and bring a smile onto the faces of all you encounter!
Muscular view!
Valentine’s Day happened this month and gave to many another opportunity to share and show their devotion to one another!
A gentle massage!
Also, our bare practitioner brethren from the Southern Hemisphere are thoroughly enjoying their “February-in-the-Sun!”
Expecting another beautiful day!
Bottoms-up! Upside down!
Enjoy your bottoms-up! day of the shortest month of the year!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for tomorrow, Wednesday, March 1, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “March the First!”
This was precisely how an online acquaintance defined the above term to me. At the time, it was simple, uncomplicated and personally: very intimidating! The year was 2008; I remember this because up until then, I had never acknowledged that I had no experience being outside and absent of any clothing during or immediately after a snowfall. As an erstwhile advocate of body and clothes freedom, I was downright too ashamed to admit my innocence in this matter.
Even though I publicly “owned” my snow virginity in 2008, when I met and fell in love with my spouse, Aaron, in 2010, my virginity remained intact. The reasoning? Genetics.
My identical twin brother, Alex, and I both abhor cold weather and/or being cold. We’re both “heat and humidity” men. Centigrade or Fahrenheit, it makes no difference. The higher the temperature, the greater our comfort and relaxation. Therefore, it must be in our genes. We have three older brother and three younger brothers. Temperature preference? We are all eight of us the same!
Yours truly, s’naked, photo by Aaron!
Thus, Aaron “plucked” my snow virginity! He rolled it into a snowball and threw it against my bare buttocks, not once but twice! One right after the other! In all honesty, I was shocked! My innocent nude buttocks having intimate contact with snow – all without warning!
Does that make me a s’whore? Snow + whore = s’whore. Do I qualify for spousal abuse?
In the years following Aaron’s “plucking” of my snow virginity, I have engaged in being s’naked many times. I readily admit to be recognized for my exclusive label as being a s’nudist (snow + nudist = s’nudist). Despite my s’naked status, I do wear boots in the snow. I may be a fool for being s’naked, but I am no idiot! In addition, I shave my head hairs daily. Therefore, I wear a knit head sock to help retain my body heat.
Experience and familiarity have served to increase my s’tolerance (snow + tolerance = s’tolerance). Granted the boots and head sock have aided in this condition! My s’endurance (snow + endurance = s’endurance) – the length of time I can spend s’naked without having to run inside to warm myself is now a total of 25 minutes!
A little bit of snow humour. Often, we also refer to s’naked quite simply as “skinny-dipping in the snow!” They both involve stripping off clothes and baring naturally!
Not too bad for an assaulted and former snow virgin!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, February 13, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Valentine Eve!”
I wrote this poem and submitted this photograph to a friend who had just started his own “newsletter” ten years ago. His newsletter was published as baldndeafngay on livejournal.com.
I “re-discovered” it during a spare moment over our recent mid-winter holidays. The picture was from the internet therefore I have no clue as to who and/or why it was posted anywhere. At the time, I felt it was appropriate for the poetic verse – and still feel that way today.
Winter Nude Solitude
alone and nude
nude and alone
naturally alone
alone naturally
my nudity is home
naturally in nature
and home is nudity
nude and free
~ Roger Poladopoulos ~
January 12. 2013
Peace! Get naked! Enjoy!
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I almost forgot that as I “signed-off” on my first site here, I always concluded with “peace, get naked, enjoy!” The sentiments are still the same, “naked hugs” just seems a little less formal!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, January 30, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “A Guy Without Boxers!”
Our bare practitioner co-conspirators and cohorts in the Southern Hemisphere are savoring in their season of bare adventures, bare delights, bare freedom and natural in nature! Every morning they begin their quest for another nude escapade to make their day complete and memorable!
Whereas we, in the Northern Hemisphere, struggle to survive another day in the barren wasteland with cold temperatures, viscious winds and snow and ice. Little relief is in sight!
Comfort should be an equal opportunity for all, no matter where we live!
Off with his clothes!
Stripping to enjoy the rays of sunshine and the warmth of the season! Bare is to be free from what you have to wear!
Completely natural in nature!
Taking advantage of natural spaces to appreciate our environment and all of the animals wandering there!
Outdoor cuisine and natural chefs!
Cooking over open grilles outside is a welcome treat for many bare practitioners. Meal times can be fun times and the less formality is often better!
Today’s post entry here on ReNude Pride affords us all a sampling of January jewels from the Southern Hemisphere to the rest of the world!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, January 23, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Reflections: Bare Practitioner!”
Our last month of 2022, and our last Bottoms-Up! feature for this entire year! A new series begins with the beginning of a new month and a new year tomorrow! Time for us to usher one farewell to buttocks and to prepare for another season of appreciation for our anatomy!
A farewell grin for 2022!
Buttocks out of the closet!
Full buttocks viewing is a great way to spend the time each day! We can accentuate our thrills in being completely clothes free and without any guilt and/or shame!
A new rear for an entirely new year!
As we all “kiss” 2022 farewell, we can utilize the same pair of lips to welcome us all to 2023!
Happy buttocks for all of 2023!
Bottoms-Up! can be admired and appreciated by all of us, whether inside facilities and homes or outside with only nature and other bare practitioners around us!
Bottoms-Up! Pyramid construction!
Naked hugs to all!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for tomorrow, Sunday, January 1, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Happy Nude Year, 2023!”
Now that I’ve captured your undivided attention and curiosity with my AKA (also known as) alternate title for today’s posting, Modelling Legacy. Growing up, I’d never even considered modelling while bare as a job option. Our parents always emphasized education, specifically university, which, for a Deaf gay adolescent eliminated posing clothes free as a lifetime career. The sole focus was knowledge, then employment.
While studying to earn my baccalaureate degree, I learned the both the fine art program and the photography art program at my university employed post-graduate students to pose as naked models for respective under-graduate (baccalaureate) classes. An ideal job for me to begin after being awarded my inaugural degree! Perfect for my bare practitioner (gay nudist) self! I could now be paid to be clothes free all day long on campus!
The summer after my university graduation seemed to me as endless. I was anxious and eager to begin my “career” as a nude model. I wasn’t an art student at university and had almost no interaction with any of those who had posed clothes free prior to me.
Leafy posing!
As the September of my post-graduate student life arrived, my limited (non-existent) contact with the university’s “model” team was solely with a member of the adjunct art faculty also served as the academic advisor to the school’s Lavender Club (at that time, the bisexual, gay and lesbian student group). As the club’s advisor, he knew that I was same gender loving but only aware of my nudist preference upon receipt of my application for the modelling programme.
He immediately acknowledged my enthusiasm for any and all opportunities to pose naked. He inquired of my knowledge of and/or interest in Washington, D.C.’s gay nudist social group, Lambda Soleil. He later introduced me to the organization and sponsored my membership therein.
Leafy prostration!
The Leaf Incident:
My first working day as a bare model was a “double” engagement. In the late morning, I posed inside one of the art studios for a class of first year art students. It wasn’t a surprise job as all it entailed was sitting on a stool in front of the class – totally naked. The major task was remaining still (lifeless) for ninety minutes.
Later that afternoon, with two other nude models, we posed outdoors in a massive pile of leaves for a photography class. This assignment, as explained by our model coordinator, involved us interacting with one another and, of course, with the leaves. The students were expected to capture on film a series of photos depicting autumn play.
Once the class assembled, I realized that all five of the students were gay. Our model advisor had not shared this to any of us before we agreed to this session. As an openly gay man myself, it was no problem for me. None of the other models seemed bothered by this. While the class was taking pictures, it was revealed by our modelling “boss” that the purpose of this photo-shoot was to show gay men in autumn play!
The two others that were modelling with me on this project were both several years older than me and with previous modelling experience at the university. One – whom I recognized – had been a member of the Lavender Club and identified as a bisexual man. The other one I never knew his sexuality.
Our “boss-man” appeared on site just as we were about to start our modelling exercise. He was introduced to the class by the instructor and as he reviewed the university’s guidelines for working with bare models (no personal or intimate contact allowed) he began stripping off his clothes! He was present to “supervise” our photo-shoot!
Receiving directions for a photo-shoot session!
I immediately began asking myself: did he need to be naked in order to supervise us posing nude? Was he going to be at every photo-shoot clothes free? Given all the attention he had given me during the last couple of weeks, the other models let me know that he obviously had an ulterior motive for stripping off his garments!
Once the photography instructor signaled “commence” we became active with our pile (mountain) of leaves. We took dives into leaves, we rolled in the leaves, we buried ourselves in leaves and gave each other leaf “showers!” There were only a small number of activities that we didn’t attempt to engage in. Cameras captured our images as we caroused ourselves in leaves!
After an hour of “playing” and posing in the leaves, I became light-headed and had trouble breathing. Suddenly, I fainted! Down on the ground! The next thing that I was aware was lying on my back after being revived by a nurse from the university clinic. A few minutes later, a mobile trauma unit arrived to transport me to the GWU (George Washington University) hospital. My face and neck were flushed (red) and heavily swollen, I continued to have shortness of breath and a severe bruise and laceration on the back of my head. I was kept overnight in hospital for monitoring and test results.
I have a severe allergy to leaf mold. It had never affected me previously. However, I never remember being that involved with that amount of moldy leaves before for that amount of time – almost 90 minutes.
Shortly after I returned to campus, a notice was displayed on the message board adjacent to the administration offices of the School of Art, Photography and Media:
“Roger does not play well with leaves!”
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for Sunday, November 6, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Clocks Back!”
This year, Bottoms-Up! and Halloween both occur on the exact same day! Therefore, today’s posting entry here will feature both occasions in harmony! Beware of the ghosts and the goblins!
Buttocks in disguise: Sandy!
For everyone able to attend their local beach today, sand offers an economical and natural costume for everyone’s buttocks. Don’t forget the glue to prevent to grains of sand from falling off!
Buttocks unfurled in Rainbow flag Pride!
October, the home month of Halloween, is also GLBTQ+ History Month! A good day to show our history, pride and our happy Halloween best!
An energetic pumpkin adorned buttocks!
The tradition of pumpkins for Halloween is beyond my imagination but the use of body-painting stimulates my interest!
Colourful buttocks!
Decorations for the icing on the cake are also exciting for our very own “cake” of full and delicious buttocks!
Taken hostage for his buttocks!
Halloween frequently involves “tricks or treats!” Being seized as a hostage is quite a trick to undertake – Halloween or not!
A buttocks treat!
These buttocks offer a “hot” treat guaranteed to melt all your butter!
Happy Halloween to all!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry planned for here is Friday, November 4, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “My Leaves Legacy!”
Openly gay artist, Ainor Bagner, of Denmark – himself plainly nude – paints a fellow naked subject reading a book. The sexuality of the reader is unknown. Bagner was an admitted same gender loving man in an age that was hostile to those types of attractions and relationships. The clothing status and sexuality of the photographer is also unknown.
In the lower right-hand corner of the picture image is etched “1910.” More than a century ago. The photograph was made on the North Sea coast of Denmark.
A photographer from our past!
The artistic painter, Ainor Bagner, featured in the iconic photograph, was openly a gay man, then it is within reason to anticipate the same from both the subject model and the photographer. In the very early days of the 20th century, the tolerance for gay people was very restricted, even in a fairly progressive society such as Denmark (Scandinavia). The fact that this image survived all this time contributes to it’s historical significance.
Somewhat ironic is the fact that in the iconic photograph, a bare model is painted by a bare artist and that they are both posing on a barren (rocky) landscape. Bare – as opposed to barren – comfort and freedom for everyone!
The secondary image, above, is a vintage picture of a photographer posing with his camera on a ladder. This has no relationship to the Bagner photo except to represent the possible source of the image. This is not the actual photographer!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, October 7, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Waving Above Us!”
September is here and in the Southern Hemisphere the Spring season has finally arrived! Here’s to all of our bottoms-up! enthusiasts “down there” who have several seasons to enjoy all the outdoor exposure. Have fun!
Those who live in the Northern Hemisphere, take advantage of the opportunities to view buttocks outdoors now. Colder weather is definitely not too far away!
A bottoms-up! splash!
As both hemispheres are transitioning changes this month, skinny-dipping is an activity that the majority of us enjoy and exposed buttocks are the attraction that keeps us coming back!
Sandy saturated buttocks!
The beach shoreline is almost always coated with a fine collection of sand. As the above image reminds us, sand and buttocks are equally inseparable!
Beach buttocks!
It doesn’t matter if we’re on the beach or inland. Climbing mountains or diving into pools, the attraction to buttocks knows no limitations or restrictions!
Togetherness!
Let’s all join in together and embrace one another and our bottoms-up! anatomy!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for tomorrow, Saturday, October 1, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “October: GLBTQ+ History Month!”
ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! 