Yea. We tend compromise ourselves, when putting on clothing for social pressures and law.
Memorial Day, DF and I had dilemma. We had been looking forward to an annual party. The last two, it was hot, the pool water was warm, it was filled with old friends that we don't see enough of, many are hippie sweat people. Every body found itself in the pool naked at one time or another. I just hung out there and was sure to meet everyone that way and have some time with them. It had felt a tad weird to me to go into the house naked, where most were clothed. I remember that DF spent most of her time in the livingroom last year happily naked. I asked her about how she felt being generally the only one naked in the house. She thought about it and replied, "Liberated, I feel wonderfully liberated." She did feel kinda naked when a guy that she used to go to church with years before walked in. She came around the corner to the kitchen to nibble potluck and bumped into him. So, we are looking forward to a perfect world, again.
So, this year, the temp was more comfortable outside, most people were outside, but to nibble the fun potluck food in the kitchen. The music was even better on the patio, but the pool water hadn't heated up quite yet this year. We have had no real 100F days!
The pool was a chill, my breath taken away at first, but I got out for a few minutes and when my body went back in it was comfortable. Eventually a chill happened, if I stayed in there.
DF joined me, but it took for ever to get her bod in past waist deep. I had to practically drag her in, borderline getting myself clobbered. She was fine submerged to her neck, but not fine enough. We decided to get out and mingle. I don't think that more than 8 or ten went skinny dipping the whole party. Four or five repeats,maybe, I didn't sit and keep score. Which made a completely different dynamic.
So we get out to eat ...hmm I'm making a short story log again...and I see DF putting a t-shirt on over her head...hmm...So, what do I do? I grabbed my towel and wrap it around. Towel turns to kilt. I have compromised myself rather than be literally the only one of all, mingling nude.
We tried to be the lead, but ended up following the herd. I suppose that is an ingrained tribal behavior thing, or did I learn that somewhere, like mom, or junior high, where fashion conformity is so all important. I'd like to know. Not everyone who braved the pool skinnydipped, but outside of that a few wore swim suits. There were a few different faces, people that we haven't been skinnydipping with over the years.
Oh well, our hostess (who skinnydipped and the redressed) will be out of town this year, three months during the heat and this year has been mild and dry again. So, we get what we get, BUT, why do we compromise ourselves. Why do women free to take off their shirts in New York conform to norms on a hot day? Why do they look around to see what others are doing, even the strangers?
At clothing parties, you hear, "Oh, what a cute outfit." At a nude party, do you get, "Oh what a cute butt."? NOO! It is about decoration, recognition, competition, with clothing. Nude social events all of the costumes have flaws, people have to be themselves. At nude events, you can't stare, so it is often difficult to compliment one another. You have to carefully hug, if you hug at all...generally.
Oh well, I had a great time, playing music. Listening to the talent, eating unusual food that my system will stumble with the next day and catching up with old friends. I got better hugs in the kilt even some recognition, cause some find it sexy.
People are so weird. I confess that I am people, too. Maybe perfection IS imperfect.
So, back on topic, Two hardly used beach towels a T-shirt and a kilt to go to a party that we figured we would attend nude...and we're free range naturists! Do we just put those towels back, or wash them? The t-shirt maybe. The kilt is camouflage, shows no soiling and it actually pretty much just touches my body at the waist, except when I sit down, where it doesn't cling like pants and tends to expose my bare butt to surfaces rather than to it. Do we really wash these things that we may not wear for months, now that it will become hot? Why did we not just be naked? Why all of this laundry? Which is more hassle, laundry, or being the one dressed as "a nudist"
Jbee