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I have always believed that some people were born for big cities and cocktail dresses and there are others of us who were clearly meant to wander around in the buff like half feral cats with sunburned shoulders. Me, I am the second one. Which is how I found myself in Nevada, of all places, with nothing on but a floppy hat, one mismatched flip-flop and the sudden realization that sand gets into crevices you didn’t know existed. Now let me just be honest right here, I am a Pacific Northwest girl. I am used to drizzle and pine trees and moss growing on my mailbox. In my neighborhood the ...

Okay listen, if you're clutching your pearls already, you might wanna set this book down gently, back away slowly, and go find a nice cozy read about crocheting tea cozies or organizing sock drawers by mood. This book? This book is about being naked. Literally. Fully. Consistently. Sometimes boldly, sometimes accidentally, sometimes with a tube of aloe vera and a very sunburned left boob. Hi. I'm Kristin. I’m 38, proudly Pacific Northwest born and wine-soaked, living just outside Seattle where it rains more than my mother’s judgmental comments at Thanksgiving. I drive a Volvo XC60, ...

Let’s be honest—sex is great. But have you ever stopped to think about how much more incredible it could be if you strip away not just your clothes, but all the layers of insecurity, expectation, and even routine that often come with it? Welcome to the world of naked intimacy—where the real magic happens. This book is about rediscovering the joy and freedom that comes with embracing full, bare-skin contact with your partner. It's about finding deeper connection, vulnerability, and a kind of intimacy that goes beyond the surface, diving straight into the heart of what it means to truly...

Whether you enjoy sunbathing, swimming, kayaking, or just venturing to different beaches for the balance of day and nightlife, nude beaches are a relaxed vibe that can provide beautiful views and attend to whatever you look for in a beach day. Additionally, whether you are a seasoned naturist veteran or are wanting to try to go bare for the first time, you can find the beach for you anywhere in the world. Nude beaches are located at every corner of the globe. Some are secluded getaways, while others are magnificent resorts with a roaring nightlife and countless accommodations. Some have ...

I didn’t mean to fart on anyone. That’s not how you want to start a story, or a spiritual journey, or a new friendship circle at a nudist wellness retreat, but here we are. Naked. Unfiltered. Slightly winded. And fully committed to radical honesty. This book is about farting. More specifically, nude farting. A topic no one talks about, but everyone experiences. Because once you take your clothes off, there’s no buffer. No jeans to muffle. No leggings to absorb the blast. Just you, your bare butt, and the raw acoustics of the world. The first time I nude-farted publicly, I was in the ...

Look, I didn’t wake up one morning and decide, “You know what would make me feel really in control of my life? Taking off my bra in front of strangers.” That would be weird. Even for me. And I once tried to make banana bread in the nude and accidentally sat on a hot oven mitt, so my threshold for “weird” is alarmingly high. But here we are. I’m Kristin. I’m a loud, semi-responsible, mid-to-late-thirties lady who has gone through more phases than Susan has gone through boyfriends she met at Whole Foods. I’ve been a try-hard corporate chick with power blazers and stress-...

Let me set the scene: I’m standing in my living room, completely naked, arms outstretched, and my best friend Tanya is looking at me like I’ve just suggested we start a skydiving business. “Kristin,” she says, hands on her hips. “Are you seriously asking me to hug you? Right now? Like this?” She gestures wildly to my very bare and very unhidden self. “Yes!” I reply with a grin. “It’s just a hug. A totally normal, completely naked hug. Trust me—it’ll change your life.” She stares for a moment, then bursts out laughing. But to her credit, she steps forward, arms open...

If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to shed your inhibitions along with your clothes and dive into the refreshing embrace of natural waters, then you’ve come to the right place. Whether you’re a seasoned nudist looking to expand your aquatic horizons or a curious soul dipping your toes (quite literally) into the world of skinny dipping for the first time, this book is your passport to liberation, laughter, and a whole lot of fabulous nudity. Now, before you start picturing a wild romp through the waves or a serene skinny dip under the stars, let’s set the scene. Skinny dipping ...

When Kristin (38, suburban Volvo driver, accidental nudist ambassador) decides to host a “simple” clothing-optional backyard bash, she isn’t prepared for the chaos that follows. The Great Birthday Suit Party of ’24 starts with sunshine, sangria, and a dangerously competitive game of Naked Cornhole… and spirals into hot tub soup, a police visit, and an aftermath that leaves Kristin with over a dozen pairs of abandoned flip-flops and questions no one can answer. Join Kristin as she recounts the hilarity in her signature folksy, raunchy, and painfully relatable voice. From the Great ...

Let’s get one thing clear right out the gate: just because I’m standing here with my boobs flapping in the breeze like two proud, liberated breakfast pancakes does not mean I’m not running the damn show. That’s right. These jugs are out, these cheeks are exposed, and my leadership style is stronger than your Wi-Fi signal at a Starbucks. You might be thinking, “Wait—can you really lead, manage, inspire, and dominate while stark naked?” To which I say: bitch, watch me. This book isn’t about nudity for nudity’s sake. It’s about ownership. Confidence. Command. Boobs and ...

Have you ever felt the urge to strip down, ditch the clothes, and just embrace life in your most natural state? If so, you’re not alone—and you’ve come to the right place! "Bare Butt Adventures" is all about exploring the world, having fun, and living life to the fullest—all while completely naked. Why, you ask? Because there’s something undeniably liberating about shedding the layers—both literally and metaphorically—that society places on us. When you’re naked, you’re free. Free from judgment, free from the constraints of fabric, and free to connect more deeply with ...

So, you’ve decided to embrace nudity. Whether you’re new to the lifestyle or you’ve been stripping down for years, congratulations—you’re part of a community that values freedom, authenticity, and, let’s be honest, a lot less laundry. But before you toss your last pair of underwear into the donation bin, let’s talk about something that doesn’t get as much attention as it should in nudist circles: etiquette. Nude etiquette is the secret sauce that makes nudist spaces work. It’s what separates a peaceful, welcoming experience from an awkward free-for-all where everyone’s ...

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,...

Let’s take off more than our clothes Alright, sister. You picked up this book—or clicked it, scrolled to it, stumbled onto it while Googling “can boobs get sunburned”—because something deep inside you whispered, “There’s gotta be more than this itchy bra and never-ending laundry pile.” Maybe you’re curious. Maybe you’re tired. Maybe you’ve stared at your reflection too many times with the kind of side-eye usually reserved for expired yogurt. Or maybe, like me, you’ve spent a chunk of your life trying to tuck, suck, hide, smooth, spanx, and shave your body into ...

Hi, I’m Kristin, and I’d like to personally welcome you to my life, which is about 72 percent nudity, 18 percent chaos, and the rest is mosquito bites in places I don’t want to talk about just yet. But don’t worry, we’ll get there. I always get there. Usually too fast and without pants. Now, before you start imagining me as some kind of oiled-up nudist goddess sashaying around like a sun-kissed Venus of the Suburbs, let me just say this: I once knocked over a bird feeder with my boob. On accident. During a windstorm. That I caused by tripping over a rake. Nude. So yeah, I’m just...

Alright, let’s talk about the one part of your body that you’ve probably tried to ignore, hide, or just straight-up forget about: your butt. Yes, I’m talking about your glorious, round, sometimes-too-flat, sometimes-too-big, but always incredible backside. Now, don’t roll your eyes and turn the page just yet—this is important. Your butt deserves your love and attention. You’re probably thinking, “Kristin, how on earth can I love something that has been the punchline of jokes for years?” Well, buckle up, because I’m about to show you why your rear end is more than just a ...

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 ...

Hi there. I’m Kristin. I’m 38 years old, currently single (but don’t worry, I’m accepting applications), and yes, I’m usually naked when I’m writing. Unless I’m cold, then I’m in socks. Just socks. Sexy, right? Nothing screams “goddess of free living” like a bare butt and fuzzy raccoon socks. Now before you clutch your pearls and call your pastor, let me explain. I didn’t start out this way. I was born in a normal hospital wearing a normal baby beanie and a suspiciously large hospital diaper. It wasn’t until my 30s, after one too many failed relationships, a few ...

Alright, let’s kick things off with some real talk: yoga is already one of the most liberating things you can do for your body, mind, and soul. But have you ever thought about how much more powerful it could be if you did it completely naked? No clothes, no distractions, just you, your mat, and your bare-assed self. Sounds a little crazy? Well, buckle up, because I’m about to take you on a journey where yoga meets total freedom—and it’s going to be a game changer. I’m Kristin, and I’m here to show you how stripping down to your skin while doing yoga can transform your practice ...

The Pantsless Awakening Has Begun! I was 32 when I realized pants were a con. Not just jeans, which, let’s be honest, are denim torture tubes that some man named Levi invented as a dare, but all pants. Leg prisons. Heat traps. And worst of all, a fabric barrier between my soul and a warm plastic patio chair. That day, on a sticky August afternoon, I got home from work, stripped down in the living room, stood there sweaty and triumphant, and thought, “Oh my God. This is it. I am never wearing pants again unless they have a zipper that makes me feel powerful or unless I have to go to a ...