misses a modeling duty due to an allergic reaction. More importantly you

could do real damage to someone by simply not believing. There are hundreds of
Amazing safe products accessible online and from Theatrical and
Professional Make-Up retailers. So please think before you paint!
Oh and the thing about not
covering the whole body is not authentic. It’s perfectly safe to do so… someone
has been watching too much James Bond ( http://nudismpictures.net/tube/nudist/ !) In the world of fetish some
people clad themselves totally in rubber with just a little straw
sticking out of their mouths to breathe, all that happens is they sweat a lot.
Most make up is breathable to a certain extent, although if it is quite thick a
model may sweat. Dri Clor or a really strong antiperspirant used first
will do the trick, followed by a great dose of spray sealant once you’re
Ended.
Early in 1998, if you’d requested me to
describe myself, naturist wouldn’t have occurred to me. Eight months ago I still
would have been hesitant to call myself a nudist-in-procedure. Now, here I am,
“naked-in-front-of-the-computer” and writing about my fresh nudist lifestyle for
all the world. For me, the change was remarkable, profound, and personally
transforming.
Becoming a naturist
Yes and no. Yes, many of
these changes have happened in just a couple of months. But no, because I recognized
that in my heart I have been a fkk for at least 30 years. I’ve clear
memories of being youthful, happy, and nude, skinny dipping or playing in the sand.
When I was eleven with a
Buddy named Jody we went out with our mothers, my grandmother, and another
woman. The four grownups disappeared after telling Jody and me to wait in the
car. It was a beautiful summer day, warm and sunny. The woods beckoned us.
Somehow we got out of our clothes and out of the automobile. We fashioned some nature
dance with elaborate steps and lots of “bottom hitting.” We were so wrapped up

in what we were doing, we never detected the return of the four grownups. We
looked up just in time to see four chins together fall to the ground and
horrified appearances replace formerly cheerful faces.
We were told several times
how bad we were. But when we pressed the issue, they could never tell us what we
had done wrong. Carrying our clothing away is wrong? No, we do that every night
before our bathroom. Dancing in the woods naked? That might not be socially
Okay, but we were in a secluded place where no one saw us. Finally,
bitch at the beach settled on embarrassment. “You embarrassed me,” said my grandma. “That
is what you did wrong.”
For years that lesson
framed my actions. If taking my clothes away would embarrass someone, then I
should not do it. But I eagerly joined in scenarios which would not be
Obstructing.
Here’s an example. Years
Afterwards, at http://nudests.net/tube/nudism/young-female-nudist-pics.php , there must have been 30 of us who sneaked
into the university pool one midnight. No one had suits, no one cared. We swam,
we lounged, we discussed. It was less sexually charged than the party at the frat
house. No one was sneaking off to the bedrooms upstairs.
For the record, when I met
Tony, who became my husband, I fell in love and never looked back–20 years now.
He and I ‘ve always enjoyed being nude together; but until lately, our naked
Actions were pretty conventional. We slept nude, read, watched television, but
rarely ventured beyond the bedroom door. Our children regularly joined us in
television or reading, so they viewed us bare. But doing something non-traditional,
like having a naked dinner, did not happen to us.
Fast forward to 1998. I
had the chance to to see with a high school friend whom I ‘d not seen in 25
years. We had a excellent time laughing, telling stories, and looking at
yearbooks. But like the old tune, his happy cover hid an unhappy person. On the
surface, he had everything he wanted: nice house, good job, fabulous auto, lots of
Buddies. But one thing he said stuck with me: “I am not happy with my body.”
Now, this man had no
reason for that. At 180 cm he is a slender 77 kg. He plays tennis four times a
week, is in amazing shape, and is much better looking than he ever was in high
school.
But I could not get his
comment out of my mind. It prompted me to wonder how I felt about my own body. I
could stand to lose a few pounds, but I didn’t despise myself. I turned to my
source of all advice, the Web, and began to read up on body
Recognition. This rapidly led to nudism and nudism, so I started to read about
them also. As I did, my thoughts moved forwards and back. Forwards to “I
would like to try this” and backwards to “I have tried this, but a long time
ago.”
In May I said to Tony, “I
have a very strong craving to spend an extended time period nude with you.” He
looked surprised but said OK. That very night, after we put the children to bed, we
Determined to play naked backgammon. To be honest, we just managed to play about
half a match before the love hormones got the better of us. Something about being nude, I
Estimate, led us to revert to a conventional task!