The temperature is in the 50s and dropping — next Sunday, the low is supposed to be 40. On top of that, it’s raining, the Duane Reade down the block is advertising Halloween specials, and all in all it just feels like summer ended a million years ago.
But it didn’t. Less than 3 weeks ago it was 90 degrees in New York City — only for one afternoon, true, but it was in the 80s for longer, and even when it dropped into the 70s it was still quite comfortable to be topless outdoors. So for the past several weeks we’ve been enjoying a valedictory lap around the parks of Manhattan, conscious that it was our last chance to enjoy them before the cold properly set in and the only thing getting denuded in the park would be the trees.
We started up at the north end of Central Park, which is like the upper reaches of the Himalayas in the sense that tourists never go that high, so you’ve basically got the place to yourself. There’s a meadow we like to use, which is secluded enough even at the height of summer and basically empty when fall rolls around. You can stand on your head with nothing on but a thong and no one sees, no one cares, no one says a word.
“I suppose it’s not a social norm, and not a manly thing to do — to feel, discuss feelings. So that’s what I’m giving the finger to. Social norms and stuff…what good are social norms, really? I think all they do is project a limited and harmful image of people. It thus impedes a broader social acceptance of what someone, or a group of people, might actually be like.” ― Jess C Scott, New Order
Those of you who have been on the Get Naked path with me have likely been wondering what’s up lately. If you follow me on Twitter, you’ve probably observed the multiple shifts in my profile name. I can’t seem to ‘nail myself down’ so to speak. I’ve been meditating on this for weeks. No matter what ‘brand’ or profile name I choose for myself, within a certain period of time, I begin to feel restricted and limited.
What I realized after a ridiculously long, drawn out process of contemplation is this. It does not matter what I call myself or how I brand myself as long as I don’t let the perception of others drag me down. Throughout this Get Naked journey there have been the following reactions (yes, I’m generalizing).
Those who express their gratitude for the inspiration I provide
Those who express their gratitude for my physical nakedness
Those who are confused by me and what it is that I represent
Those who objectify me by commenting on a particular body part rather than me as a whole person
When people share their enthusiasm for the path the I’m on and my willingness to publicly share my journey with them, I feel appreciated and understood. When people focus on my physical nakedness, it resonates with me on some levels, and on other levels, I still feel slightly misunderstood. The people who are confused by me are normally supportive, just lack understanding. However, it is the people who choose to comment on my “tits, ass, pussy” or my pubic hair, when I am posting a completely non sexual photo of myself, that truly trigger me.
On the flip side, I put out a poll asking my Twitter followers if they thought that my naturist posts could coexist with my sexual expression (in retrospect, I wish I had chosen the word sensual rather than sexual). The first option was the option I hoped the majority of my followers would choose. I hoped they would tell me that what I do with my body, how I express myself on Twitter or in person is of course 100% my choice. I was honestly quite surprised by the responses I received. I’ve barley posted since. It felt interesting to me that someone who says they are a nudist, yet has commented on my body parts, would then go on to tell me that my sexuality has no place on an account that I choose to share naturist focused photos.
Just this morning my eight-year-old daughter watched me walk naked from the bathroom to my bedroom. Pointing at my tummy she asked: ‘Mummy, why does that wobble so much?’
Taking my little girl’s hand I rested it on my stomach and told her: ‘That’s where I grew you and your brothers.’
I explained that my stomach had to stretch to make room for each baby before shrinking back again after I gave birth. ‘Going in and out like that makes your tummy wobble,’ I added.
All my children — my husband Matthew and I have two sons, Oliver, 11, and Cruz, nine, as well as Mikaela — are used to seeing me walking around happy and comfortable in my own bare skin. But it’s something I do mainly for my daughter’s benefit. I know that, as a girl, it’s especially important she sees me unclothed — it facilitates an ongoing dialogue between us about the female body, and the way it changes throughout the course of a woman’s life.
In fact, I believe that every little girl should grow up seeing her mother naked on a regular basis.
After all, what better starting point can there be for the kind of conversations that challenge the toxic stereotype of what a woman’s supposed to look like?
Life can take its toll on our bodies — which is why I applaud BBC presenter Victoria Derbyshire for revealing that nudity in her home is ‘no big deal’ even after her mastectomy. She says her two sons, aged 11 and 13, ‘don’t bat an eyelid’ and that’s as it should be.
It’s not healthy for our children to grow up believing what they see on social media and in glossy magazines. In real life, women don’t all have tiny waists and gravity-defying breasts.
I am sure you know what I mean. Prude social media. Did I hear someone say ‘Facebook’? Ding! Right in one. That one is, as far as I know, the most tight-assed, buttoned up place that allows murder and porn while being on a witch hunt against naturism, right?
They are against nude images that show ‘too much’.
This up here is too much. Totally unsafe. You can clearly see body parts. Something that Facebook is against, unless – under conditions – it’s meant to be art. They decide what is art. Or unless it’s ‘educational’. They decide what is educational. (See, you’re picking this up quickly!)
This up here is Facebook-Safe. I hear what you say: this is bonkers, mad, crazy, bull-shit, BS, insane, unreal. In short: this is Facebook.
Mobilization over the Natura World urbanization dispute and the risk of losing 100 houses
An open war between two communities of neighbors of the same urbanization of Vera Playa has faced for years the defenders of nudism and what they claim their right to be dressed as they wish in the common spaces.
Although the tension between the neighbors of ‘Natura World’ originated more than two years ago, these days the confrontation has experienced a new episode with the protests made by a significant number of ‘textiles’ at the gates of the Courts of Vera and the Provincial Court of Almeria. One of the reasons for the claims that took place last week is the judicial file of the lawsuits filed against the community of ‘nudist’ owners. In the lawsuits, the defenders of strolling through the common areas dressed as everyone wants, say they reflect the alleged discrimination they live at the doors of their homes.
The president of the association of those affected by ‘Natura World’, Juan Pedro Peláez, explained days ago in the SER chain that the community of owners made up of nudist neighbors (and backed by justice after a judicial journey) even put Doors in the pool “so you can not enter with a swimsuit” getting to hire security guards, always according to the president of the platform. A confrontation in which he had to mediate until the Civil Guard.
This part of those affected (the majority, since according to textiles would be around 400 families compared to 80 nudists) also criticizes that these accusations are then “denied in the courts” and lament the filing of the lawsuits filed. “The judge says that the minutes – from the community of neighbors – are retouched but not too important. And it has all the importance, ”says Pelaez, who describes the situation by comparing it with a kidnapping. “We are more than 400 kidnapped families because they have changed us to door keys,” he denounces publicly. This other part of the community has placed its hopes now in achieving a judicial victory in higher instances, hence they have started again with the mobilization.
During a walk a while ago I suddenly wondered about that. Suppose that one day (and may it happen soon), there would be no more bias against the nude body, and we were all free to go naked wherever we want.
How long would it take before the majority of people would be fine with that? After how much time would people stop pulling out their phones to take pictures of yet another naked person walking by?
I think the first days would be bad. There would be outrage by the overly pious and ‘faint of heart’. Tonnes of images and miles of video footage would go online and I am sure we’d be mocked and called names too.
But after those first few days I think that more and more people would feel the urge to at least try this. Mostly after the first wave of pictures and video has come to an end.
“Dutch people want to be naked in the sauna” Amersfoort: Every year, around 1.8 million Dutch people go to the sauna. Despite the fact that people have been entering the sauna naked for hundreds of years, more and more wellness complexes offer a swimwear day in the Netherlands.
Does this mean that the Netherlands is going to waste? Not according to the branch organization. ” With swimwear days, the wellness resorts tap into a large new target group of people who want to relax, but feel reluctant to do so. Ultimately, many swimwear wearers switch to a bare sauna visit. ”
Most swimwear visitors come to see others not seeing them without clothes, although some women find it acceptable if this is with women. Bare Simply! – interest group for nude recreationists – notices that people who spend more time recreating naked start feeling more positive about their own body. Especially seeing other naked people reinforces that positive self-image. Because ‘the perfect body’ that is often shown in the (social) media is rarely found in real life. Almost everyone has something that he feels insecure about.
A large survey among 1,300 Dutch sauna visitors shows that only 17 percent of them visit such a bathing suit day in the sauna. About half of these sometimes go naked into the sauna, the other half only go to the sauna with bathing suits. The research shows that visitors to swimwear days are mostly relatively young people and people for whom a sauna visit is relatively new; they are visitors for whom going naked to the sauna is too big a step. Almost half of the wellness resorts in the Netherlands respond to the swimsuit wish.
In response to public outcry, the Alaska School Activities Association has reversed its decision. Read the update here.
Local uproar seeking to punish young female athletes — just for the way they look — is tearing my tight-knit swimming community apart.
A 17-year-old swimmer from Anchorage, Alaska, was disqualified from a race that she won on Friday [6 September 2019], because of what officials called a “uniform violation.” Though the teen wore a suit issued by her team at Dimond High School, in accordance with uniform regulations, and it matched the styles worn by her competitors, she was the only athlete who was disqualified. Why, you may ask? Because she was targeted for the way the suit fit her curvier, fuller-figured body.
The incident, which is currently under investigation, comes after more than a year of tensions over the fit of suits worn by athletes at youth swim meets in the state of Alaska. As a swim coach at another school within the district that regularly competes with Dimond High, I’ve watched this scandal divide my swimming community. It has caused my own athletes to be needlessly self-conscious about the appearance of their bodies, which preoccupies them just as much, if not more, than the quality of their performances. What’s clear is that these girls’ bodies are being policed — not their uniforms. Continued…Read full original article…
Yes, in three days I will be boarding a plane with the destination being Paris, France in order to spend just over six weeks in northwestern Europe. Naturally, there is a lot that is keeping me busy in terms of preparation for this adventure, including mowing the lawns and preparing our home and yard for the approach of winter. We have arranged for a neighbour to mow the lawns if there is a need before our return but the likelihood is usually quite low because of lower temperatures hurrying to make a presence here on the Canadian prairies. There are no nights where the temperature doesn’t drop below 10 Celsius anymore. I was fortunate to have warmish temperatures to mow our back lawn yesterday as you can see. I didn’t put it off as the forecast is for rain over the next several days. Right now, the sky is overcast and there is a strong wind blowing with the result that it feels like 6 Celsius more than an hour after sunrise with rain expected by the afternoon.
But enough of weather, what about the travels, and will there be any posts by me here? There will be posts. With the purchase of this new laptop, chosen so that it fits within my small day-hike backpack, and because I typically can find moments and places for writing, there will be posts. Will the posts contain nude images? Of course, that is an unknown. But then again, this blog site isn’t all about nude images. If I have something of interest to me, and hopefully for you, I write. For example, I am being stressed by what I am seeing on social media and how that can, and likely will, impact on my life as a Canadian naturist.
The political world is becoming darker in North America and in Europe. Tolerance for differences is waning. Voices of opposition are getting more and more strident. The solution for me is easy, turn off social media. But, is that a solution? As society devolves, the impact on naturism is negative. Rory Andrews at Rory Writes talks about the three technologies that are killing nudism. Read his blog post here. One of the biggest threats is the seemingly innocent world of photo-editing made easy with cellphone camera software ensuring that everyone can present an improved version of the “real” self. The negative effect is the growing dysmorphia, dissatisfaction with our real images of ourselves and our bodies. Dissatisfaction with our real appearance leads us to hide our bodies even more. I see the reality of this when I talk with grandson number six who is nine years old. We always video chat and he is constantly using the option of showing himself with all sorts of distracting overlays such as bunny ears, funny glasses, etc. Of course, he is only nine, so perhaps there is no dysmorphia for him.
There are many reasons, but the reality is that we increasingly like to undress and see naked people . One of the factors is social networks, which prohibit all content related to the natural body. Another, that it is very difficult to be in a place without cameras and not everyone is willing to record it in balls without their consent. Another one may be the return of conservative ideas that seemed surpassed.
There are many causes, but the statistics speak clearly: the vast majority of nudists in Spain are older and have been practicing it for more than 20 years, while in the last two years very few people have started in practice, according to an organization survey Jan-naturism . In addition, only 11% of the nudist respondents were women, which shows an added problem, that women feel uncomfortable in a public space where it is increasingly flagrant that the female body is not respected.
“Nudism, as many studies have shown, is a social construction,” explains Guy Trebay in an article in the New York Times where he analyzes why in recent years it has become so difficult to see naked people in public spaces. The impact of hippies on popular culture half a century ago (Woodstock just turned 50 this summer) has practically disappeared, but we also have to be clear about the impact this has on our way of looking.
The other day some folks at a Florida nudist resort in Pasco County made headlines because, they said, their letter carrier refused to bring their mail inside the front gate. They blamed discrimination.
About 150 people live at the clothing-optional Eden RV Resort in Hudson, according to one of the owners, who said his name was Dan — just Dan. (Apparently Eden is also last-name-optional.)
Most mail for Eden residents goes to a row of boxes by the gate, Dan said. But if there’s a package, then the letter carrier is supposed to schlep it inside the gate and deliver it to the recipient’s door.
One letter carrier refused to deliver packages in Eden, apparently because she didn’t like seeing the residents dressed like the original residents of Eden, Adam and Eve. The U.S. Postal Service’s famous “neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet” credo doesn’t cover “seeing things that would require pouring bleach into the carrier’s eyeballs.”
In a five-minute interview, Dan said four times that the resort itself has no problem with the postal service. Just a couple of residents had complaints, he said, but “they were legitimate.”
Consider the following scene that could take place in a nudist environment:
A young, beautiful, completely naked woman approaches the edge of a pool. Which Swan gracefully makes an immersion in the crystalline water, penetrating the surface with just a splash. His agile body moves elegantly beneath the surface. Water flows freely around the curves of your bare skin while swimming to the other end. The girl comes up again on the shallow side, where she stands and walks to the edge of the pool. Goosebumps cover your body. Water drops fall from the tips of her hard nipples. The warm sunlight shines your bare and moist skin. She smiles and looks at a young man, also naked, standing near the edge. “The water is sensational,” he says. “Do you join me?”
This could easily be the opening scene of a porn movie. Most people would watch that scene and assume that she wanted to have sex, and was inviting that young man to have sex with her. Most young men would assume that that is what it was and would react accordingly.
But, and in a nudist club or holiday center? None of those assumptions would be made, among other things because none of those assumptions is true. That young woman was not thinking about anything sexual when she dived into the pool, and was not inviting the young man to anything sexual when he invited him in. It does not occur to him that the young man may think that he is trying to have sex with him, no matter how much she knows she is attractive and is completely naked. And, in fact, the young man doesn’t think anything about it. He would probably go into the pool with her to cool off, have a friendly conversation, and nothing else.
In a nudist environment, your nakedness is not seen as an invitation to be looked, to be eaten with your eyes, or to be touched. She is not naked for the sexual benefit of the young man in question. She is naked because she wants to be naked, for herself and for no one else. And having made the decision to be naked, they will treat her the same as if she were fully dressed. Anyone who finds her in a nudist place will not make assumptions about her sexual availability just because of her nakedness.
A woman who has been in a wheelchair since 2010 said being naked in social settings has helped her feel good about her body for the first time in a decade.
Sixty-eight-year-old Joy Batley, from Wymondham, said she had always enjoyed the feeling of going without clothes, but had only felt confident enough to do so alone at home.
Following a period of illness in 2010, the former-nurse started using a wheelchair for mobility, and said the weight gain she experienced as a result had a big impact on her confidence.
But in 2012, when she met Les Ford, 57, also from Wymondham, that began to change.
Mr Ford has been a naturist for more than 30 years, first experiencing the lifestyle in his 20s, when he visited Holkham beach, a well-known nudist spot in north Norfolk, while on holiday with his brother.
Since then he has been an active member of the Norfolk naturist community, regularly attending meet-ups at friends’ houses to play petanque and catch up over dinner.
Ms Batley said she was apprehensive when her partner first invited her to join him at an event, but went along out of curiosity.
She said: “As soon as I met the others I realised it wasn’t about how I looked. Nobody cares if you’re fat or thin, they care if you’re friendly. For the first time since I started using a wheelchair people talked to me, rather than addressing whoever I was with.”