Naturist Fantasy Merchandise Now Available!!!

Have you ever wanted a naturist fantasy-themed coffee mug? How about a bedspread showcasing our intrepid heroine---Thelana---crouched in the treetops, wearing nothing but the leaves in the trees and the sky on her back, spear in hand, ready to hunt some dinosaurs? WELL, THE WAIT IS OVER . . . I’ve partnered with RedBubble to... Continue Reading →

Why Naked Heroes Can’t Exist in Modern Fantasy

WARNING: RANT AHEAD If you genuinely enjoy reading fantasy---if you delight in the works of Homer, Burroughs, Tolkien, Sanderson, Rothfuss, or any author who dabbles in speculative storytelling, you owe it to yourself to pick up the books in the Aenya Series. But if you're looking to satisfy some voyeuristic urge or wish to justify your... Continue Reading →

The Slow Death of Shame

Ten years ago, in 2014, I debated someone who insisted, based on his experience, that nudism was either dead or dying (listen to the podcast below). Admittedly, over the past several years, we have seen a worrying decline in organized nudism. Club memberships are down, and many resorts have had to shut their doors, turn... Continue Reading →

Children in Naturism [podcast]

When it comes to naturism and naturist families, we need to discuss the elephant in the room; we need to talk about naturist children. Who is really sexualizing children? Is it the textile community forcing toddlers into bikini tops, cults demanding their women cover up for modesty's sake, or natural parents who believe a child's... Continue Reading →

Where is all the naturist media?

While walking my dog, in mid-conversation with a co-worker, or waiting for a stop light to turn green, I can pull up the most depraved sex acts on my phone (within legal bounds, of course), a scene to make the Roman Emperor Caligula blush. Whatever your fetish, there are infinite options for your viewing pleasure.... Continue Reading →

“Caught by Mom!” A True Nudist Story

Yes, it finally happened. After dodging the proverbial bullet for three decades, it finally hit me: the most embarrassing thing that can happen to a nudist. I've hated clothes since I was a kid. Shoes, socks, underwear (shudder): stick to me like leeches. By age twelve, I was stripping down to my bare skin the... Continue Reading →

Non-Sexual Nudity and the New Normal

For a moment, I thought I had a brilliant idea. Since nudist and naturist appear to have been co-opted by p@rn, I figured we needed a new name. First and foremost, what we do is NOT about sex! That's the whole point of the lifestyle and an important distinction for me and the tiny percentage... Continue Reading →

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