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On the 75th episode of the Naturist Living Show podcast, Michael Connolly (Nudeyman) returns for his 2nd segment. He talks about a 1985 movie on the history of the bathing suit and naked sunbathing in Australia, which has the capacity to stream in full on YouTube (see show links below).
Connolly speculates on why nudity went from being so commonplace and accepted in the 80’s to being considerably more taboo in 2015. He mentions a few distinct variables including body image issues, general anxiety about sun damage, and censorship.
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Manu is well-known from the show because she got dengue fever from a mosquito bite while in the Panama jungle.
This really is an incredibly serious, painful disease that caused some acute nerve damage for Manu. After hospitalization followed by months of physical therapy, she is now almost completely recovered and doing well, as she reports on the podcast.
As you will learn from listening to her interview, surviving on Naked and Afraid is no joke.
What I thought was most interesting is the producers really ask the survivalists to fashion some “clothes” for themselves to cover specific body parts, using leaves or whatever they find. They are not required to do it, but they “kindly inquire” anyhow. Why? It makes it easier to edit the show!
So let’s get this right.

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The show would rather renege on its own advertising ploy of everyone being “nude” to be able to spend less time and money on editing in all those blurry spots on the bodies. They do have the choice of not censoring whatsoever, but then they must determine that would cost them more cash in losing advertisers / sponsors.
So they only need to have their cake and eat it, too. Well, Discovery Channel, it appears to me a bit self-centered and greedy to ask folks to concern themselves with modesty when they’ve much bigger things to worry about, like oh say, food and water?
Manu makes I first realized I appreciated and loved practicing nudism some years ago. in the interview.
Her partner, Russell, declined to cover up because he saw it as a rare chance to be nude and free in the jungle.
Nevertheless as Manu additionally points out, being naked also meant having no protection against the elements. I remember as an early adolescent going to the creek close to where I was. exposed. Manu was uncomfortable every night as a result of cold, and her feet endured without any shoes.
Hear more inside info about the show and Manu’s expertise in the podcast interview. In my segment, Stephane and I talk about the research I did on naturist beauty pageants with his previous podcast episode.
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History of the bathing suit and nudism in Australia on
Manu meets her partner, Russell, for the first time
Manu’s conflict with Dengue Fever
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Stream above or at the Naturist Living Show web site.
Tags: Australia, censorship, television
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As a child from about 7 years old, my mate

, his sister and I would take any chance on those popular Aussie summers to get nude under the sprinkler.. As well as on the odd occasion would ride our bikes naked up the street.. that continued for us lads but when got nearer to puberty she slowly became shy about it.
When I was 12 the girl from the other side of and also a class mate got the first in ground swimming pool in our street, directly across the road from my location, bingo!..

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which always appeared to result in skinny dipping.. and again as the girls got older it happened less often.
I started becoming more daring and wanted to try as many things in the nude as potential.. so I invented nude mountain bike riding in the fern tree woods near my location.. and sometimes was able to dare a friend or two into it.. and only when the buddies become fewer when it came to sharing nude tasks, I found The Sun & Health Nudist Magazine plus H&E, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.. so I did not really invent bare mountain bike riding after all.
The following difficulty was I was still far too young to be driving to these exotic and hard to get to places. I’d dream of one day going to the world’s largest nudist resort at Cap d Agde in the South Of France. But in the meantime I would wag school and slip down to Sunnyside Nudist Beach at Mt Eliza a 3 hour trip by train and bike.. and for the very first time in my life I was completely naked in full view of fully grown naked woman .. it was so surreal.. I didn’t tell my cloths partners as I thought they would never believe me.
it spun us out.. everyone of all ages were entirely naked and so cool about it. I did everything you might just about imagine.. like wow man! I believed, not in a sexual way or else that would have been obvious.. the dad only called out “gidday men who is winning the game?” as he walked by us in the games room, and he did not pursue me with a firearm!
I ‘m a bit more social with my nudity now and on the very odd occasion my teen daughter Paris comes to Sunnyside Nudist Beach with me, but prefers to go skinny dipping on the quiter back shores with her close pals.. she’s not as shy as her brother who wont try it at all.. recently I did every radio show in the nude with Jodie my cohost with our introduction of NudeVember to do our small bit to promote nudism in Australia

I am Geoff from Australia.

I shared a bedroom with my 2 younger brothers, sleeping in the very best bunk of a bunk bed. Our house was quite small. I recall bathing with one of my brothers, Garry, right up to my early adolescents. My youngest brother, Ian, and sister Julie, who was younger still, additionally bathed together. At all other times, however, we wore garments, though in the hot Aussie summers, it was frequently only shorts and undies. My sister always wore a top as well. I have never seen her nude.
I do remember of us boys and dad showering nude in the dressing sheds at the seashore, and how often there were guys sunbaking bare in the open courtyard in the centre of the dressing pavillion. I didn’t think anything was wrong with that. I recall one of my classmates (his name was Geoff also!) taking off his swimmers and skinny dipping in a rock pool. I was not quite game enough to do that, but I did have a very strong desire to swim naked.
While I did not swim nude, I did sleep bare. I had wear pyjamas to bed, then take them off. They constantly seemed worn because I Had shove them down under the covers. I was never comfortable if I need to sleep in pyjamas.
I did not know anything about nudism, and wondered whether I was odd or something, but I began to go naked at home when everyone else was out. I almost got caught naked by an aged man who used to visit us frequently. I had actually gone out the back door nude (it was early evening), and I needed to dart back inside immediately, close the door, and act like no one was home!
Another thing I did was to go to bed after than anyone else. It became my job to lock up the back door during the night before going to bed. I utilized this as the opportunity to be bare, even in the centre of winter. I loved being naked under the stars! Occasionally, I’d walk or run around the block nude (I’d have been about 15-17 when I did this). It was somewhat daring, going by the houses of all neighbours who knew me so well, with not a stitch on! The final stretch of the run was down the main road and round the corner into our street, and once I remember the driver of a car coming up the main road honking at me! That was a real rush – someone had seen me! I had never had the courage (unlike other young people whose stories are on this site) to tell my parents I wanted to go nude. We camped in the grounds of the local Catholic primary school and there were a number of beaches nearby. One night, wearing just a pair of Speedo swimmers, I went out by myself to one of the shores. I immediately took them away, and ran into the water naked. It was amazing! I made the decision to stay bare after finishing my swim, and walked up from the beach to the nearby road. It was probably about 11pm, so I thought I’d go for a jog in the nude. I decided to put my swimmers down in a location I’d recall, so I could chicken out. Would you believe I accidentally jogged past the Police Station in the nude? Again, a couple of automobile drivers honked, but streakers were pretty common then!
I first went naked in front of others of my age at a nude beach when going to University, and that was generally a very positive experience. It was also great to see that there were girls who enjoyed being naked too!

The very first time that I was completely nude in public

, with strangers I didn’t understand about, my husband and I were on vacation. We would wake up really early, before sunrise, to be able to jog on the sandy beaches while they were still abandoned.
We had finished jogging on the beach, and halted in a secluded cove close to the hotel. There, we took off our clothes and walked into the sea. At that time, 6.00 am, the beach was left, the sea, flat and cold. There was a huge stone reef on the sand, 40 feet inland from the shoreline, where we left our clothes.
We were enjoying our early bathroom when we heard a shout. We looked up and what we saw was a large number of people standing on the coastline.
They were mostly teenagers, of both sexes, but largely males. They’d ridden bicycles from a nearby town, in order to spend a couple of days at the seashore by themselves. It was quite obvious they were settling in to stay a great while.
We did not know what to do! A number of them came to us and as soon they realized I was naked, they got nearer. They couldn’t believe it!
At first I was embarassed, but we began speaking and the ice began to melt down. One of them asked me if I was unsure. I was, but I said “no”. He called to his pals, “Hey, come and see this,” and more came. I discovered I was beginning to love it. Perhaps I was the first woman they saw nudism pics . I like to believe so in my secret fantacies.
It was ten minutes before 7:00. We had really been in the water a number of years and we were chilly. My nipples were erect and protruding. And we left. I’ll never forget the look of anticipation and amazement I saw on their faces.
When I found myself standing on the sand, bare, in the front of them, my shyness flew away. They were respecting me… and I actually appreciated being naked for them!
We had time before the cops came on their rounds to move into the trees and we remained with them. No one got upset or angry.
We spoke standing, sitting and lying on the sand for a while, drying our bodies and shooting sun. They asked a lot of questions: Where are you from? Where do you reside? Are you really shameless? Do you do this constantly? I was fully relaxed and I entirely exposed my naked body to them.
One asked if he could shoot pictures and he did. He took pictures of the group, some of whom had shed their own clothing. He photographed my husband and I both alone and collectively. We gave him our postal address and money to send the pictures and we were pleasantly suprised when they actually arrived.
My first public absolute nudity was a beautiful experience… I’ll never forget it. We met the group again later that afternoon and stayed until sundown. The following morning my husband and I, naked, bathed, spoke and joked with them again.

My first at home nudist encounter was when i was about 13 and my parents had gone

I recall seeing something about nudism on the internet and really thought I had give it a go at home. But this was the very first time i was naked all around the home. It felt weird at first but soon i got used to it, and pretty much did it every opportunity i got.
My first public naked experience was last year at playalinda beach in florida. I had never been to a nudist area before cause I never really had the chance. as soon as I went to school, there were no nudist areas near so I never got to go then. Then when I entered the actual word I have had many opportunities to go to White tail park over time, but have never had the guts to go. I have been scared that I’d be bored and I have heard the owners may be a bit excentric to single guys.
So a nude beach once I went to florida last year was the first chance to go in a public setting. I figured that if I didnt enjoy it I’d only leave cause it doesnt cost any money of course. So, I went and it absolutely was fabulous. I had an excellent time… i was somewhat nervous at first, spent alot of time on my towel. But eventually I beat the anxiety and relaxed and had a great time. needed to leave. I wound up staying nude as long as I could.
So I imagine both my encounters were very favorable.

My wife and I visited a club for the very first time. In fact

, it was our first time at any nudist facility.
Our previous experience had just been with a couple select friends either in our hot tub or someone’s pool and usually included that guts builder, alcohol. Now here we were sober, with total strangers, and about to get nude. And we believed were informal, hah. Our membership guides went out of their way to ease our anxieties, and although apprehensive, we took the plunge. While we have changed clothing in a parking lot before, we can honestly say its the very first time we ever took it all away. My God. Out in the open. Where we could be seen. Are we crazy?
Our guides gave us the tour and explained rules, etc. (Darn, everyone is naked.) They also gave us a history of the club and introduced us to a number of the members. (Damn, we’re naked also.) By time we made it to the beach, we were starting to relax. Well not entirely, after all we don’t have any clothes on in front of all of these individuals.
After lying in the sun for awhile and slowly starting to grow accustomed, we chose to take a walk around the area with most of the trailers. Whoa, that is one we wouldn’t have believed we had do. There are a few very creative folks. A number of the trailers and cabins were extremely nice. But the folks were sitting on their decks, barbequing, doing care, and washing automobiles without a stitch of clothing.
Getting back to the beach, chose to shower.

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Between nerves and our hike, we had worked up quite a sweat. The brain has now gone dead. It can not take anymore.
After our refreshing shower, Mother Nature decided to send some thunder boomies in. We wondered what nudists do when it rains. After all, there is no clothes to get wet. But we soon learned that it is chilly, and if it rains hard enough can hurt. Plus our towels (towels are our buddy we were told) would get wet. It was becoming near the membership societal hour anyhow. While waiting, we spoke to a really enjoyable aged lady. Since the brain is already dead, it didn’t register that we were speaking to an individual who could very well be our grandma and she’s naked.
It was at the social hour that the final obstacles were broke. Outside we could maintain our space and also the invisible barrier, but here we were in extremely close proximity to naked guys, women, and children. Just as the brain was beginning to come back to life, it shut down again.
Everyone was getting prepared for the luau, but sadly we had to leave and get back home to our daughter. After smelling the pig roasting all day long, it was a disappointment not to be able to stay.
Seriously, after the initial fears wore off, which really did not take long, we had an enjoyable and relaxing day. All the members were very friendly and couldn’t wait to brag about their club. The majority of our apprehension was more on what to anticipate compared to the nudity aspect although body acceptance is perhaps the most difficult part of a social nude surroundings. I did overlook my pockets. After all, what do I do with my hands?
Then it was back to the car and what the hell?? We got to put clothing on. That sucks.

I wish I really could say that I grew up in a naturist family, spending my summer holidays running round naked

in . But I cant. I was raised in the East Midlands in the UK in the 1970s (I was born in 1968), with a totally normal childhood. I only ever saw my parents nude once or twice, and I dont think theyve seen me naked since I was about 10.
So, I grew up with all of the normal British reservations about showing my body in public. I believe that my first exposure to naturism came on holiday in the south of France with my parents when I was (I think) about 17 – my last holiday with them before I became a student and then left house. We stayed near Port Grimaud, and one day I chose to see what was on the different side of a big stony breakwater. Imagine my surprise once I saw a beach full of naked folks! Id love to say that I went and stripped off and joined them, but I didnt. Remember, this was a time when I didnt even need my parents to see me without a top on!
Anyway, when I was a pupil (residing at home), I picked up a copy of Health and Efficiency from a shop that had it as one of its own top shelf magazines (a phrase that will no doubt be familiar to British readers, but may be less so to those from foreign. Just remember that Playboy is a top shelf magazine!). It was interesting to discover a magazine full of nude photos of what I came to think of as normal people doing regular things not models who appear to be auditioning for a gynaecological textbook. At the moment, I also started to spend time round the house nude when everyone else was out, but this was more from the illegal thrill point of view . However, my opinion began to change, and I found that I actually appreciated being nude, and envied people who were able to go on naturist holidays. I did handle some afternoons sunbathing naked in the back garden in an extremely rare time when my parents were on vacation and my brother was still away at school in a different town.
And that was it for many years. It was Studland Bay, somewhere I’d learned of in H&E (which I ‘d long stopped buying, mostly because I had moved in with my girlfriend). So there I was, walking along Studland, surrounded by nudists, but I didnt dare do anything. I mean, I used to work with my (female) friend (and did again a few years after) and couldnt imagine telling her hey, Id love to strip off here. For all I know, her and her husband might have been regulars, but that wasnt going to occur!
My girlfriend and I went back to Studland on our last day as the weather was pleasant, and I somehow plucked up the nerve to indicate to her that we went to the nudist beach because I fancied stripping off. She was fairly amazed, but agreed on the understanding that she didnt have to. I truly appreciated it, much to her bemusement. I even swam nude in the sea, which was just brilliant (if a little cool).
During the next few years, my girlfriend indulged me and we seen Studland once or even twice annually and I likewise stripped off once or twice on a beach in France, but that was pretty much it. For the last 3-4 years yet, we’ve been on holiday in French cottages, and weve always managed to be remote enough for me (and sometimes my girlfriend) to strip off by the pool. Over the last few years, I’ve been doing a series of photography courses (Im a very sharp amateur), and the last one, in 2003, was social documentary. I struggled for quite a long time to think of a topic, and from somewhere deep down I came up with the concept of doing something on naturism.
So, I somewhat nervously went to see them so they could meet me and I really could see what the photographic possibilities were. They were most welcoming, and I spent a thoroughly pleasant evening swimming and playing badminton in the nude.
There were some delays in receiving permission from the sports centre they use, and in the end they said no. By this time, I ‘d been 2 or 3 times and was getting to love it. Thus, even though my job was killed off before I ‘d shot any pictures, the team asked me if I liked to join, and I did. I now go along once a month or so, and love it. Theprimary problem is that the team meets on Saturday evenings, and I feel guilty about leaving my girlfriend on her own at home whenever I go.

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Id love for her to come as well, but she isnt assured enough at present, although she hasnt ruled out the possibility completely.
More lately, I have already been starting to think about making contact with one of the clubs not too far from Bristol one that’s its own land so I could potentially have someplace outdoors to see often.