A Holdout

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I laughingly mentioned shaving off my pubic hair as part of a costume when I was casting about for ideas for our naturist Halloween party.  I wasn't one bit serious about doing such a thing but it made me start to think about all the people who do this and why.  These people are non-naturists and naturists, men and women.

I wonder why it is that people choose to shave this area of their body.  Isn't dealing with the hair on our head, leg hair and underarm hair enough of a job without adding yet another depilatory chore to the mix?  I've heard people say they like the bare look and the closer contact of skin to skin in that very sensitive area.  It's a visual preference as well as a tactile one.  I can't get past the nagging thought of feeling constantly itchy and needing to scratch (perhaps even in public, horrors!) where that hair wants to grow back.  Talk about constant upkeep!  Who's got time for this?  But there's more than this to my reluctance to hop on this particular bandwagon of style.

When you shed your clothes and stand naked before the world, in truth more like a group of people, let's face it--you are quite vulnerable.  As a woman I can only speak from a feminine perspective but I consider that little triangle of hair my one remaining bastion between me and the world.  Admittedly, it's not much of a fortress but I feel as though it keeps my private parts a little more...well, private!  That's why we call them that isn't it?  I find that while I have no problem with being naked around like-minded friends and strangers, I don't especially wish to share every last inch of myself with the world.  Retaining that strategically placed little tuft leaves me with one last shred of control over whom I choose to share those parts with, visually and intimately.

For some time now, I've been observing other nudists and naturists and how they carry themselves.  Personally, I think nudism calls for a certain amount of grace and decorum to be carried out successfully.  Many would probably beg to differ with me, they having more of a "let it all hang out" attitude.  This doesn't work for me and I'm conscious of how I present myself physically.  I apply this consiousness when naked in public or in the privacy of my own home with my husband.  I'm trying to express that I think it's possible to maintain a bit of mystery without benefit of clothing.  Consider this entry simply one of a musing nature.  I have to remain true to my journal's title once in awhile. 

 

 

 

An Early Halloween

 Our naturist Halloween party was lots of fun.  These get-togethers always are.  This time several people showed up in costume which was fun but it was a little strange in a way because when attending these functions the idea is to be free from clothing when we're together.  Actually, it's always an option to wear clothes or not at any of our events.  Rarely does anyone remained clothed after their arrival.

For one reason or another we hadn't had the opportunity to join any recent events and hadn't seen most of these folks since the Carnival in July.  Once again, I was struck by how pleasant the people are in our little group.  Some are more social and talkative than others.  You find this in any group but there always seems to be this air of bonhomie among us.  They are kind, polite, thoughtful souls.

Our hosts' house had more unique Halloween decorations inside than I've ever seen anywhere.  I soon discovered, in part, the reason for this.  Seems our hostess was born on Oct. 31 and what could be more fitting than giving her a Halloween-themed gift?  Obviously, lots of people have felt the same way.

Our next planned event is a potluck Thanksgiving in the middle of November.  We had such a good time last year and it was then I realized that naturists tend to be excellent cooks.  They are in our group at least. 

Oh yes, and about my costume at the party?  I'm afraid I pretty much side-stepped the whole costume thing after all and opted for a generous application of spray glitter where I thought it would be most suitable.  You could say I was positively sparkling that evening!

A Naturist's Halloween

Tomorrow, I will be attending my second annual naturist Halloween party.  Last year I was so new to the group that I never gave a second's thought to putting together a costume.  I'm not too big on celebrating Halloween anyway and look upon this event as more of another pleasant opportunity to join some very nice people for good food, wine and sparkling conversation.

For the past week I've been thinking it might be kind of fun to show up in some kind of costume.  Clothing is usually absent from these gatherings so this is a complete turnabout of thought.  I've been concentrating my thoughts on portraying something or someone easily identifiable using props only. 

My first thought was for my husband and me to arrive as Adam and Eve with nothing more than a big shiny apple and bright smiles.  No fig leaves would be necessary; we'd be the happy couple before either of them bit into anything!

Next, I thought that if I donned one of those extremely long-haired wigs that are always on sale this time of year and borrowed my granddaughter's hobby-horse I could arrive in style as, who else?  Lady Godiva.  I'm kind of liking this one. 

My darling, ever inventive husband came up with an outrageous, albeit imaginative idea.  His suggestion was that I shave off my pubic hair and arrive with a blender in one hand and a piece of fresh fruit in the other.  And what would I be?  Why, a fruit smoothie of course!  Now really!  Do you think he's trying to tell me something??  It's a bit abstract, I'll admit, but if you knew my husband, you'd understand.  Got to give him an A+ for creativity!

Tomorow's almost here and I'd better decide upon something, if anything, fairly soon.  I'm looking forward to going because for one reason or another we haven't seen any of our naturist friends since the Carnival in summer.  I'll let you know how it turned out.

P.S.  This entry is yet another example of how my choice of font is changing on me.  I'm beginning to suspect the addition of pictures.  Any suggestions?