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I never thought my proudest survival skill would be learning how to squat behind a log without getting a rash on my bare backside, but here we are. Hi, I am Kristin, 38 years old, living just far enough outside of Seattle that I have to drive ten minutes to find a good latte but close enough that I still complain about the price of parking. I have been to more nudist beaches, camps, hot springs, and one terrifying clothing-optional pottery retreat than I can count, and let me tell you something right now: being naked is one thing. Being naked in the wild Pacific Northwest with mosquitoes ...

I never set out to be the naked neighbor. If anything, I was the queen of the cover-up, the kind of woman who wore a hoodie over a one-piece while everyone else was out there in their bikinis, looking like a Victoria’s Secret ad. But one fateful day my swimsuit decided it hated me. I am talking mutiny. I am talking wedgie in places I did not know fabric could reach. And by the end of that tragic day at Lake Sammamish, I learned something very important about myself: sometimes you just have to drop the trunks and say to the universe, “Fine, you want a show? You got it.” Now I live ...

Are you ready to embark on a journey like no other? Picture this: quality time with your family members, laughter echoing through the halls, and... everyone's in the buff! Yes, you heard me right – IN THE BUFF! Now, before you start imagining awkward encounters and raised eyebrows, let me assure you, this isn't your average family pastime. I know what you're thinking. "Nude living? With my family? Isn't that, well, a tad unconventional?" Fear not! In these pages, I'll whisk away your doubts faster than you can say "birthday suit." From dispelling myths to practical tips and everything in ...

Picture this: you and your partner, butt naked, trying to achieve spiritual enlightenment while navigating poses that make your limbs feel like pretzels. It’s a blend of deep intimacy, spiritual exploration, and a whole lot of laughter. So, why Naked Tantra? Well, because why not? Who needs clothes when you’re trying to connect on a soul-deep level, am I right? It’s like stripping away everything—literally—to get to the core of your relationship. Plus, let’s face it, doing yoga or meditating in the buff adds a whole new level of challenge and hilarity. Ever tried to hold a ...

I didn’t mean to become obsessed with naked people. It just sort of... happened. One minute I was a perfectly normal, panty-wearing woman doing my grocery shopping and wondering if I left the crockpot on, and the next I was googling “Can your neighbors see you naked through tinted windows” because Damian had insisted on air-drying after every single shower like he was a damn rotisserie chicken. It all started with Damian, of course. Beautiful, brown-eyed Damian with the body of a Greek god and the modesty of a sleepy toddler who lost his pajama bottoms. The first time I saw him naked,...

Welcome to my home. Shoes off, pants off—actually, just leave everything at the door. Don’t worry, this isn’t one of those parties. It’s just life at my house, where the dress code is non-existent, the vibes are cozy, and the only thing getting ironed around here is the occasional shirt for someone else. Spoiler alert: I don’t even own an iron. Before you panic: Yes, I know what you’re thinking. “Kristin, isn’t that a little… much?” Maybe. But hear me out. Living naked at home isn’t just about ditching clothes—it’s about ditching stress, societal expectations, and,...

Let me just start by saying that I did not wake up one morning and think to myself, Kristin, you know what you need to do to really shake things up? Toss those jeans in the trash and go strolling around the suburbs like a shiny pink mole rat. No. Like most bad ideas in my life, this one began with a margarita, Tanya yelling at me that I was “uptight,” and a very poorly timed trip to a nude beach in Spain. Now before you picture something sexy, let me ruin that for you. Imagine me, pale from a Seattle winter, trying to look confident but actually looking like I was trying to return a ...

So, you’re considering taking off your clothes. Firstly, congratulations! Maybe this is a brand new idea to you, one that found you five minutes ago as you were sitting at work, stifling beneath the weight of your professional attire. Or, maybe this is an idea that you’ve been grappling with for a while now, mulling it over every time you’ve taken a shower. Whatever the case, it’s alright. You’re in safe company, here. Within the pages of this book, you are part of a community of people just like you: people who are interested in taking their first steps toward Nude Living. These ...

In this book, I’m going to share with you everything I’ve learned on this nudie photography journey – from the history and ethics to the technical tips and creative tricks. We’ll talk about how to make your subjects feel comfortable (trust me, it’s not just about turning up the heat), the magic of natural light, and how to direct a pose without sounding like a drill sergeant. We’ll laugh at my mishaps and celebrate the moments of pure, unfiltered beauty that make this art so special. So, whether you’re a seasoned photographer looking to dip your toes into the world of nude art...

Look, I know what you’re thinking. “Kristin, why the hell would anyone buy a car nude?” And to that, I say, have you met me? Let me back up. I’ve always been a Subaru girl. Born and bred in the soggy pine-scented bosom of the Pacific Northwest, where everyone wears flannel and pretends they enjoy hiking, I’ve owned three Outbacks and a Forester. My very first car was a Honda Civic that coughed like a smoker every time I turned left, but once I hit adulthood and got a big-girl job and could afford an upgrade, it was Subaru life forever. Until recently. My last Outback, a 2016, ...

Let’s be real for a second: confidence is one of those things we all want, but most of us think we’re missing. We look at other people and think, “Wow, they’re so confident! How do they do it?” Meanwhile, we’re over here feeling like we’ve somehow missed the memo on how to be bold, fearless, and sure of ourselves. But here’s the truth—you already have the confidence you need. Yep, it’s been inside you all along. You just didn’t realize it. This book isn’t about teaching you how to become confident, because honestly, that’s not the problem. The problem is that life,...

Alright, let’s get this out of the way: the idea of healing through nudity probably sounds a bit… out there, right? I get it. If you’d told me a few years ago that I’d be writing a book about the power of taking off your clothes to heal your mind, body, and soul, I would’ve laughed and run straight for my nearest sweater. But here we are, and I’m about to tell you why getting naked—yep, fully nude—can be one of the best things you do for yourself. Before we dive into the nitty-gritty (or should I say nitty-naked?), let me clarify: this isn’t about running through the ...

When nudist and reluctant adult Kristin opens her door to a surprise naked visitor, she expects confusion. What she doesn’t expect is Kyle—a tall, overly chill stranger with a suspiciously symmetrical butt, a ferret in a hoodie, and absolutely no plans to leave. Claiming a case of mistaken identity and a nudist Craigslist post gone wrong, Kyle makes himself (and his emotional-support ferret, Muffin) right at home in Kristin’s unclothed, caffeine-fueled life. As Kyle slowly invades every corner of her peaceful nude routine, chaos unfolds: Susan starts a group chat conspiracy, Janessa ...

Let’s cut to the chase—you’re thinking about, or maybe already living as, “the naked neighbor.” You know, the one who trims their hedges in the buff, sunbathes with nothing but a book for cover, and occasionally sends the mail carrier running back to their truck faster than they’d like. Or maybe you’re not there yet but you’ve been tempted. Either way, welcome to the world of naked neighborhood living—a lifestyle equal parts liberating, hilarious, and mildly awkward (in the best way possible). When I first decided to embrace outdoor nudity in my suburban backyard, I ...

Welcome, my lovely, curious readers! If you’ve picked up this book, then you’re in for a real treat. I mean, who doesn’t love a good laugh, especially when it involves a bit of nudity, some unexpected mishaps, and a whole lot of fun? Let me tell you, living a naked life is an adventure all on its own. And I’m not just talking about sunbathing in the buff or skinny dipping at midnight (though those are fabulous too). No, I’m talking about the real, unfiltered, laugh-out-loud moments that happen when you decide to ditch the clothes and embrace life in your birthday suit. Now, I’m ...

Let me just say this upfront: getting naked in front of your twin flame is not romantic. It’s not sexy. It’s not a Nicholas Sparks scene with candles and whispery violin music. No. It’s more like sobbing in a yurt, covered in mosquito bites, while trying to explain your astrological birth chart to a man who may or may not be your future incarnation. And you’re definitely not wearing pants. That’s how I met Jazmyn. Tanya and I had driven down to this nudist retreat in Oregon because we needed a break from civilization, clothing, and men named Brad. (We had a double Brad situation ...

Welcome to the world of nude manifestation…as in literally making your wildest and craziest nude-themed realities become a reality! I’m here to help you because I’ve done it all. Not only am I an ardent nudist, I am also an ardent student of the law of assumption as taught by people like Neville Goddard. Your thoughts really do manifest your reality, and what you believe is what will come to pass. Put the two together, and let me just say, if you think and then believe that you can enjoy your most wild naked experiences that you’ve always dreamt of in your mind…you can! From ...

So, you’ve embraced the nudist lifestyle, and now you’re ready to share it with the world—or at least with your friends and family. First of all, let me just say, congratulations! Deciding to come out as a nudist is a huge step toward living your life authentically and unapologetically. It’s a journey that’s as exciting as it is empowering, and I’m thrilled to be a part of it with you. When I first started exploring nudism, I never imagined it would become such an important part of my life. Like many people, I grew up with all the usual hang-ups about body image and the idea ...

So here’s the thing. If you’re reading this, you’re probably at least 62 percent curious about getting naked in public, and possibly 100 percent weirded out by the idea of doing it in a place where monkeys could be watching. Welcome to my world, sugarplum. I’m Kristin. I’m 38, chronically single (but not tragically, I swear), a little too fond of wine in a can, and fully committed to living life with my nipples out and my judgment tucked away in a drawer next to my old bras. This isn’t just any travel guide. This is The Costa Rica Nudist Traveler’s Guide, and I wrote it while ...

Okay, let’s just get this out of the way. I’m naked right now. Not in a sexy candlelight, rose petals, Marvin Gaye kind of way. I’m just sitting on my patio chair with a coconut La Croix, no pants, two mosquito bites on my left butt cheek, and a story to tell. You’re welcome. If you’re here reading this, you’ve probably experienced one of the following: You’re curious about this whole nude lifestyle thing and wondering if it makes your soul sexier You’ve been naked with someone and either fallen in love or wanted to crawl under a rock and live there forever You googled “...