If you’ve read some of my previous posts, you already know three things. I’m extremely self-conscious when it comes to my own personal nakedness, I have no doubt that other people would not appreciate seeing me au natural, and I’ve always believed that it’s incredibly cruel to scare small children. If you’re not familiar with the words, “Au Natural,” I think it’s French for “Patrick Dykie – please do not take off your clothes.” That being said; I have the greatest respect for people who are brave enough to throw away their inhibitions, go against societal norms, are comfortable with their own bodies, and embrace a lifestyle most of us, including me, would not choose.
As I normally do: I thoroughly research the subjects I present in my simple observations of everyday life posts. I learned some interesting facts about what’s commonly called, “the naturalist, or clothing optional lifestyle.” Growing up, I would often hear stories of nudist camps or colonies, located in isolated areas, far from civilization. Today there are nude resorts, retirement communities, cruises, and even clothing optional bed and breakfast establishments. I don’t know about you, but I’m not sure that last ones, such a good idea. It would be quite an eye opener in the morning, before you’ve had your first cup of java. What do you say to the unclothed gentleman next to you, who looks like a yak, and doesn’t, as per proper etiquette, politely place a large napkin in his lap. “Excuse me sir, but could you please pass me the syrup? What the heck – ahh – that’s okay, I think I’ll just have the coffee.” Continue reading