The Nude Life

Among the many obvious and not-so obvious benefits of the nude life is that nudity makes most everyday chores much less bothersome and certainly much more comfortable. Projects around the house and yard, from vacuuming and tidying up to weeding, painting, cleaning and small-scale construction projects, are all much less burdensome without the bother of clingy, sweat-soaked clothes getting in the way.

Having the freedom of spending the past six years as a nude telecommuter, and thus enjoying most days nude while at work here at home, and much of the rest of the day and night as well year-round, I’ve managed to accomplish the full range of home chores nude. From arranging and cleaning the home office to attending long, boring conference calls, to everyday work, research and reading, it’s all done more comfortably and more enjoyably nude. My office window faces east to the the strett outside, so I have a clear view from the second floor to any delivery trucks or door-to-door solicitors, and nice bright sunlight for all of the morning hours year-round. By noontime, the east side of the house is in shade and so the even illumination through the window balances out the otherwise ordinary fluorescent lights and computer displays of the office interior.

Household chores are performed nude whenever possible, which is most of the time. Cleaning the house is almost not a chore at all when it is done wearing the most comfortable uniform of all. Assembling furniture, painting and re-painting rooms, vacuuming and washing, and household repairs and maintenance all seem less of a job as well when the freedom of being nude is part of the assignment.

Very close to 100% of the outdoor chores in our backyard pool area are done without the bother of clothing. Routine pool maintenance, washing and maintaining the outdoor furniture and pool equipment, raking and shredding leaves in the fall, as well as more substantial projects like fence power-washing, sealcoating and repairs have all been completed without wearing a stitch, which now seems to be so natural and normal that I doubt I’d ever want to take on any of them again if they had to be done clothed.

Nudity brings pleasure to everyday life in unexpected ways, and in cases like those above, actually adds to what would otherwise be unpleasant.

Over the weekend, we were chatting with a new nudist friend, a beautiful young woman who, with her husband, had discovered the joys of social nudism just recently while still in their early 30s. I asked the question I ask of nearly all new nudist friends, inquiring of them how they came to the nudist experience — and in their case, how they were lucky enough to discover it in early adulthood.

She responded that it was her husband’s idea to try it, and that he was very “gung-ho” to visit a nude beach. After much persuasion, she agreed to go along with him on a visit to Hippie Hollow, the famous “nude beach” on Austin’s Lake Travis.

Resolute that she would “never” take her clothes off, she went with her husband to placate his wish, and they soon found themselves at the famous “radio rock” at Hippie Hollow, a spot along the rocky shore where everyday people congregated, nude, to enjoy the beautiful scenery, weather, and the joy of simple nudism. No creepy perverts, no sex maniacs, no weirdos anywhere in sight, she remarked.

After a short while, she looked around and began to feel fairly self-conscious, dressed as she still was in a bikini. “OK,” she sighed, “I’ll take off my top.” And she did — then she noticed that no one really cared, stared, or made any notice of her state of dress or undress. Shortly after that, feeling the freedom and acceptance that nudism imparts to all who try it, she dispensed with the remaining scraps of textile that separated her from pure freedom, and, as she says, she “was hooked in a minute.” She was the last one on the beach that day to put her clothes back on.

As she says now, “It was just no big deal.” Nobody cared, one way or the other, what, if anything, she wore. Nude was better, she quickly discovered, and much more comfortable.
But the complete acceptance of her, clothed or nude, by the other visitors to Radio Rock at Hippie Hollow that day showed her how simple, how liberating, and how natural nudism is.

Now as confirmed, practicing, enthusiastic nudists, she and her husband have a whole lifetime of nude pleasure awaiting them. So many others will go their whole lives without discovering what they have found; for others, the revelation of nudism comes later or even too late in life to be fully enjoyed.

Like I have told many people over the years, nudism is like skydiving, SCUBA diving or learning to fly a plane: if you have ever thought about doing it, you should give it a try. One try will convince you one way or the other if it’s something you love and want to pursue, or if it’s not for you. But it is much better to try it and find out, than look back upon a lifetime wondering if perhaps you have missed something marvelous.

The meteorological muse was good to those of us in North Texas again this past weekend, and we were able to enjoy the whole weekend with our nudist friends. A pool party under the warm sun on Saturday let us luxuriate once again free of the clammy bathing costumes that feel so unnatural now on the rare instances when we are compelled to wear them.

That happened Friday night when we stayed the night at a hotel with an outdoor hot tub and pool. After dinner with two friends, we made our way to the hot tub and hit the switch for the bubbles to start the warm water circulating. Noticing that our hotel had very few guests in-house for the night, and that the hot tub and pool area was out of plain view of nearly everything else around, we quickly dispensed with our bathing suits and enjoyed the half-hour in the hot tub together nude as we all preferred. There was an audible “Ahhhh!” as each of us shimmied out of our swimsuit and felt the warm water tickling our bodies all over.

We struggled and groaned when the time came to wriggle back into the bathing suits for the short walk indoors to the hotel room. What a bother — and so totally unnecessary! Nudism is not only much, much more comfortable, but also much more convenient!

At the pool party on Saturday, things felt much more ‘normal:’ glorious warmth and relaxation free from the clammy constraints of soggy, chilly and clingy bathing suits we had to use (albeit briefly) the night before. And since there is no wet bathing suit to try to towel off after leaving the pool, beach towels stay much drier than when you have to soak up all the water absorbed by the superfluous textiles of a bathing suit.

So to the long list of great reasons to try nudism, add this: convenience! And just a whole lot less to worry about and fuss over when enjoying a fun day outdoors.

Can wearing less — less clothes, that is — add more to one’s life?

That is certainly the case with our experience, and with that of many of our closest nudist friends. As nudists, of course, we wind up wearing the literal minimum of clothing as often as possible — meaning we enjoy life nude whenever practical and possible. But does becoming a nudist, or practicing the nudist lifestyle, really add more to one’s life? And if so, why?

We and many of our nudist friends would argue strongly in the affirmative. In fact, nearly everyone we’ve met through nudism has remarked at one time or another that they never would have met and made friends with so many wonderful people as they have through social nudism.

We agree. The bonds that being nude socially with others brings is something special, something which we can not find a parallel for in any other social setting. People from very different backgrounds, professions, levels of income and education are brought together through nudism and the liberating, equalizing effect that being unclad with others brings.

When we mention to non-nudist friends that we spent the weekend at a party with 70 or so good friends, they blink in disbelief. Yet, it’s true: all of our close friends, and nearly everyone we consider good friends, are folks we met through nudism — and it is a number far greater than the friends we had before becoming nudists.

So yes, less is more when it comes to friendships and meeting a wide range of great, easy-going people — less clothes, that is!

The long string of horrible, rainy, cloudy weather here in North Texas broke clear for this weekend, giving all of us pale nudists a glorious couple of days to get back out into the sunshine.

Saturday was wonderful. As mentioned earlier, we visited a local resort to celebrate the wedding of two nudist friends. The weather for their special day could not have been better, and the warm sun brought out a big crowd of friends to help them celebrate late into the night. Everyone was delighted to be back outside, soaking up the warmth of the Texas sunshine, and relaxing with our nudist friends once again as we should be doing all through the hot Texas summer.

It turns out that the bride is a relative newcomer to social nudism, having just discovered it less than three years ago. Needless to say, she loves it, and found a sweetheart who also loves the pleasure, friendship and freedom that nudism brings to everyone who tries it. They love it so much that they wanted to spend their wedding day with all of us, nude and enjoying the beauty of Nature in all its forms.

We are lucky to know such fine people, who share our love for this simple pleasure, and who aren’t afraid to enjoy life in the nude, unashamed and free of the hang-ups and pretensions society tries to burden us with.

We nudists have found something special. Saturday’s nude wedding day celebration is just another example of what a great life-changer it can be when people discover all the delights that social nudism brings.

After the wedding, Sunday was another fine day and there was no reason to get dressed all day, save for a short run on errands in the early afternoon. Aside from those 90 clothed minutes, we were able to return to the typical weekend mode here of sunning, swimming, relaxing outdoors and indoors, without the bother of clothing to disrupt the pleasure of a beautiful day.

Two days of perfect weather, spent in the nude and with friends and loved ones, is like two weeks of vacation for the clothed set. Now let’s just hope the sun stays with us for the balance of the summer so this wonderful feeling can continue — and we can keep our tans in shape!