Now that I look back, I realize that if I had the same confidence at twenty years of age that I have today, I would have surely chosen a career path that involved being naked as often as possible.
Maybe I would have chosen to be a male stripper, or even a porn star? Actually, my penis has probably always been too small for that, whether I was twenty or the age I am today. But that is nor here, nor there.
The funny thing is that at twenty years of age I was in top shape, yet I was too shy or too much of a prude to even take my shirt off at the beach. And this, despite the fact that I had a flat stomach.
Nowadays, I’m sporting a little bit of what is commonly called a beer belly (albeit a very small one), and yet I have no problem being completely naked at the beach. Life is weird that way. Almost as if the concept of good timing was entirely off. But I guess it’s a question of having had the time to mature, to find yourself, to gain confidence in yourself, and to overcome the body shame that is so often ingrained into us very early in life.
Today several things are true: I love to be naked, I am always naked when I am at home, and I am no longer shy about being naked in front of others.
I also adore being in situations of CFNM (Clothed Female Naked Male). For me it is a question of reversing the roles, or reversing the vulnerability. What do I mean by that? For all too long we have become accustomed to seeing female nudity in cinema and mass media. In fact, unless you watch a show like Game of Thrones, full frontal male nudity is a rarity in those domains. And being the only naked person when everybody else is clothed, especially in a male-female dynamic, can definitely bring on a certain sense of vulnerability.
Simply put, those clothed women can judge you and even rate your ”private parts” when you are naked before them. Whereas you cannot do the same. This is a vulnerability that I love to experience.
When you are at a nudist beach, everybody is equal because everybody is naked. There is no judging. In fact, the nude beach helps one realize that they are normal, that they are just like everybody else. At least this has been the case for me.
But when you are the only naked person it is an entirely different thing. And that is why I think that I witness so many positive reactions from so many women when I am naked at the Toronto Pride Festival or other public events. I am vulnerable, yet they adore my confidence to share myself unclothed and to allow myself to be exposed naked for all to see. And as I mentioned a paragraph above, they get to view something that is all to often uncommon in cinema and mass-media: full frontal male nudity.
So, while it may be too late to become a male stripper or a porn star, I was thinking that maybe as a sideline I could offer my services as a Bottomless Waiter (also known as a Butler in the Buff or a Bartender without Pants). This of course would be for women-only parties, such as bachelorettes and the like.
Now, considering how much I love being naked, how I no longer have any body-shame, and how much I love to experience any dose of CFNM that I can, I would most likely do it without charging a single dime.
How about you? Is this something you’d feel comfortable doing? And if given the opportunity, would you hire me to volunteer my services as a Bottomless Waiter at your party?
One thing is sure though , I still do wish that I had the same confidence at twenty years of age that I have today. I really would have chosen a different career path. One that involves being naked. And who knows? Just maybe by now I’d be a very experienced and a world-renowned Bottomless Waiter. LOL!
Disclaimer: This blog post contains nude photos that show my erect penis and may not be suitable for all audiences. Viewer discretion is advised.
There was a time, being the nudist that I am, where I would freely share in my Snapchat Stories photos and/or videos of my nude-self and of my nudist lifestyle. This, of course, was before Snapchat changed their community guidelines in order to make their platform advertiser-friendly, which essentially restricted nudity. Now, I like to say that advertisers ruin everything, but I also do understand that in order to make money and stay afloat, Snapchat had no choice.
Naturally, I do chat with friends on Snapchat, or send to them normal Snaps that do not contain any nudity. To be clear, I’ve never sent to anybody an unsolicited nude pic, or what is commonly known as a ”dick pic”. Although I have received plenty from men who were most likely ignorant of the fact that I am heterosexual, or who may have thought that a picture of their penis alone constitutes some type of photographic masterpiece.
And as a heterosexual male, of course, I would have preferred to receive this type of content from women. But as the lyrics go to the Rolling Stones song ‘You Can’t Always Get What You Want’, well, precisely that: ”you can’t always get what you want (…) LOL!
Now, when I would share anything on Snapchat that involved nudity, it would be to my Snapchat Story, for my friends and followers to view if they chose to do so. In other words, if they consented. Because one has to explicitly choose to consume a Snapchat Story, and they have the option to leave it and stop viewing it at any time. Furthermore, I would also add a disclaimer at the beginning of each Story stating that viewer discretion is advised.
For those of you reading this who have never used Snapchat, a Snapchat Story is a collection of ephemeral photos or videos not longer than 10 seconds that are viewable to your followers for a period of 24 hours before they disappear forever.
For me, and pretty much all nudists, there is nothing inherently sexual about simple human nudity. And this is precisely the attitude I conveyed when sharing my nude-self and my nudist lifestyle in my Snapchat Stories. In other words, my penis was always flaccid in any photo or video that I posted. Because as a nudist living a nudist lifestyle, that is usually the state of affairs. As in, nudists simply don’t spend the day wandering around with a full-blown erection, if that were even possible.
In fact, for any male considering giving nudism a first-time try at a nudist resort or beach, the most asked question usually revolves around the possibility of getting an erection while naked in front of everybody. And the answers to that question, depending on who it’s coming from, is that erections rarely happen when naked in front of others, that erections are normal and healthy, that one can simply cover themselves with a towel, or if on the beach, that one can lie down on their stomach to hide it until it goes away. In my view, these answers are all correct.
From personal experience, the only time that I got an erection while naked in public was on the beach in Spain. I was skinny dipping in the comfortably warm summer water and when I began to exit the water, a young woman on the beach placed herself directly before my line of exit, watching attentively and with interest as the sight of my penis was slowly revealed into full view the further I made my way from deep to shallow water.
Adding to this was the warmth of the summer sun hitting my wet body, and voilà, it was the perfect recipe for my first-time experience of getting an erection while naked in public. In this case, I quickly made my way to my beach towel and laid down on my stomach to hide it until it subsided.
On the other hand, I’ve never had an erection while naked in public at the many events I’ve attended such as the World Naked Bike Ride, Strip Karaoke, the Toronto Pride Parade, and the nude 2012 protest in Montreal against the increase of University tuition fees. [You can read more about that naked protest here].
In fact, whenever I’m naked in public I seem to experience some type of psychological phenomenon that causes my penis to shrink a little. And that is precisely why I have a love-hate relationship with my penis. At home when I’m all alone, he likes to ”hang” just fine. But once in public he all of a sudden suffers from a mild case of shyness and decides that he would have preferred to have been born a turtle instead. LOL!
Alright. Now back to Snapchat. Almost every time that I would post nude content to my Story, somebody would ask me if the next time I could show my erect penis, or send to them directly a Snap of it. I would always answer that sharing my erection was a line that I would never cross and that my erect penis was intimately reserved for my girlfriend and I (even if I’ve been single for ages, LOL).
I would also add in my reply to them, that as a nudist, being naked was in no way sexual and that sharing a Snap of my erect penis would indeed sexualize my otherwise simple nudity.
Then one day, most likely out of sheer boredom, I decided to see what would happen if I tried to apply a Snapchat face filter to my erect penis using the Snapchat camera. Funnily, Snapchat detected my penis head as being a face and applied the Dog Filter to both it and to my actual real face.
I thought this was quite funny and decided that maybe it was worth sharing after all. After some hesitation, I finally took the risk and did it. I posted it to my Snapchat Story, and finally crossed that line I had always said I would never cross. I have to admit though, it was extremely liberating. I think that this is due in part to the fact that I am not entirely satisfied with the look, shape or size of my erect penis, as is the case for many men. We all want better, although, in the end, our penises are perfectly normal and pretty much similar to others. Again, the fact that I was able to share this part of me, despite my perceived shortcomings, was extremely liberating.
Here is the original Snap with the Dog Face Filter applied to both my face and to my penis:
Not only was it extremely liberating because I finally had the confidence and courage to share myself this way, without any fear or body shame, but it was also extremely liberating because of the many positive comments from my Snapchat followers that would ensue.
This led me to produce and share more of this style of content, albeit not using the Dog Filter, but instead applying more often than not the Playgirl logo to these photos.
Producing and sharing this content led me to believe that if I had had the same confidence to share myself this way when I was younger and in my prime, that just maybe I could have been a model for Playgirl magazine. It’s too late for that now. But, it’s never too late to live the dream by posting my old ”Playgirl Style” Snaps on this blog, right?
As one of my Snapchat followers said at the time, sharing this type of content is ”great for #erectionpositivity”. And I think that he summed it up pretty well with that hashtag, as indeed, having and sharing your erection, despite how taboo it may be, is indeed a positive feat. At least for me, it is.
Simply put, an erect penis is nothing to be ashamed of if displayed in an appropriate context. And those who answer the oft-asked question by those wanting to give nudism a try for the very first time—that an erection is part of the natural, normal, functioning of the male human body—are in my view 100% entirely correct.
That is why I decided to share some of my old ”Playgirl” style Snaps in this blog post, and to talk about my experience sharing such a personal and intimate part of me. An experience that has once again, in the end, been very liberating.
Now, thinking back to my erection experience while naked on that beautiful beach in Spain, I can’t help but think that maybe I should have accepted the natural state of affairs and not ran to lie stomach first on my beach towel in an attempt to hide what is otherwise a natural part of the human body. Or maybe I did the right thing by staying polite and reserved? What do you think? Would you have done the same as me?
Wow! It’s been an eternity since I’ve posted anything on this blog.
I guess I’ll start by simply saying hello. And I hope that you’ve been doing very well.
Personally, I’m very happy that winter has finally ended—because it was a bad one this year—and that finally, spring is upon us. This means increased opportunities for some nudist activities. Yes, yes and yes! I couldn’t be happier!
Although I haven’t been blogging about it, this doesn’t mean that I haven’t participated in any nudist activities over the last couple of years. I will admit that there has unfortunately been a slight decrease, for reasons beyond my control, but worry not, as the nudist in me has not been lost.
For example, I spent most of the summer of 2017 travelling Vietnam and Japan, and therefore, I was unable for that year to take part, here at home, in the Montreal World Naked Bike Ride (WNBR). I also spent most of the summer of 2018 travelling Morocco and Spain, and was unable to participate naked that year in either the Toronto Pride Parade or the Montreal World Naked Bike Ride.
And suffice it to say that most of my travel destinations, except for Spain, were not the most nudist friendly or open to the culture of nudism. This means that I pretty much had to keep my clothes on. Ugh! Chalk it up to the sacrifices to be made in order to travel to certain countries, right?
Of course, some things don’t change though. I still spend the majority of my time at home comfortably wearing nothing but my birthday suit. I participated in both the 2016 and 2017 Toronto Pride Parade wearing nothing but my shoes. [You can read my past blog post about Toronto Pride here]. I also participated in the 2016 World Naked Bike Ride here in Montreal. [You can read my past blog post about the Montreal WNBR here]. And I still attend an evening of strip karaoke every once and a while, as well as visit the unofficial clothing-free beach in Oka, Quebec, whenever the opportunity arises. [You can read my past blog post about OKA Nude Beach here].
Now, rest assured, I’m going to blog about these experiences and share pics (if available) in the very near future. In other words, I definitely have lots of catching up to do on this blog.
Finally, I should mention that one issue that has decreased my outdoor nudist time is urban development. Obviously, when one lives in a big city like me, there are few areas where you can simply wander around nude. Unless of course, you live somewhere like Munich in Germany which has certain public parks that allow for nudism.
Now, it goes without saying that I am definitely fortunate to live in Canada, which is, generally speaking, a very open-minded and free society. Unfortunately, though, nudism is still taboo for many Canadians, who may perceive it as something that is sexual (it’s not), or who may have unnatural feelings of shame in regards to their own naked human body and therefore do not understand those who enjoy a nudist lifestyle. Whatever their reasons, not everybody is open to nudism here in Canada. Again, I’m fortunate to be born in Canada (naked to boot), but, there is a far way to go before we see urban nudist parks in Canada like there is in Munich or elsewhere in Germany.
And again, urban development isn’t helping any. For example, there was here in Montreal, close to my home, a large abandoned parcel of land in an industrial zone that was ripe with trees, trails and isolated areas where I could go to enjoy a walk in the nude. This place allowed my nudist-self to feel the comfortable and warm summer breeze on my entire body and to somewhat connect with nature without having to travel far out of the city in search of a similar place.
This location would even allow me to enjoy a dose of winter nudism whenever I would feel a need to stroll naked in the snow—with a tuque on my head and with good winter boots on my feet—so that I could get some much-needed sun on my skin during that time of the year when most of us don’t get nearly enough. More importantly, though, I could bring my camera equipment and do some nude photoshoots if I so desired. It was an ideal spot that I liked to call my own nudist playground.
Unfortunately, all things that are up must come down, and all good things must often come to an end. And that is exactly what happened when ”urban development” stole this area from me. The trees came down, and no longer can I enjoy an outdoor stroll in the nude so close to my home.
So, while I spend time getting this blog up to date, I’ll also be keeping my eyes open for any areas not yet touched by urban development. And if I find one, I’ll be once again quick to lose my clothes and enjoy some comfortable strolls and photoshoots wearing nothing but my birthday suit. And if not, I could always move to Germany, right?
Word on the street is that the very first nude restaurant will soon be opening in London, England. In fact, word is spreading so fast about this concept that there is apparently a waiting list of well over 23,000 people anxious to partake in this clothing optional dining experience.
As a die hard nudist I would love to dine in this restaurant! However, with that many people waiting for a turn to publicly dine in the nude, one can only imagine how long it will take to get a reservation:
Customer: Hello, we would like to reserve for a table of 4… Restaurant: Alright, the next availability is not until October 2019… Customer: Sure, let me note that in my calendar…
The restaurant, named Bunyadi, will be run by restaurateur Seb Lyall, who has apparently made his reputation by running other restaurants around the city of London that involve original and innovative concepts. From this, one could presume that it was only a matter of time for nude dining to make it onto his list. Add to the mix that Lyall is apparently a nudist himself, and you have a match made in heaven for a successfully managed ”body positive” experience.
Jade Sambrook bottomless in a ”naked restaurant” (staged)
No shirt, No shoes, No service! Jade Sambrook naked from the waist down in a ”naked restaurant”
Of course the first thought that comes to mind for most people is surely regarding bare bottoms on public seats. Well, there is apparently nothing to worry about as they’ve got that issue covered, literally.
The way it will work is that customers will first head to a change room where they will be able to leave their clothes in a secure locker. And if I understand correctly, they will then be afforded a robe, similar to the house coat available in hotel rooms or at spas and saunas. The customers will then make their way to their assigned table and sit on their robe in order to avoid direct contact between the seat and their naked bums.
Personally I believe that there are many positives to a naked dining experience. First and foremost it gives people the ability to try something different, to get out of their comfort zone or to push the traditional societal norms and boundaries, namely that eating out must always involve being fully dressed. Clearly those “no shirt, no shoes, no service” signs exist precisely because of our current societal norms and boundaries. Now instead we might see a sign at this new style restaurant that reads something like “no skin, no birthday suit, no service”.
Secondly, the concept of nude dining allows people to eat comfortably without the constraints of clothing. And who knows, maybe it will become so popular and mainstream that it will help the grand majority of folks realize that nudity and nudism is not an evil concept, but rather something that is entirely healthy and harmless.
For me this kind of dining experience would mean no more mustard or red wine stains on my white shirt. And that alone and of itself would be extremely beneficial.
A nude Jade Sambrook looking at the menu in a ”naked restaurant” (staged)
A nude Jade Sambrook waiting to order at a ”naked restaurant” (staged)
Last but not least I think this will be a great venue for those going on a first date, and who are looking for something original, out of the ordinary and fun. Nudist or not, it would definitely be a great way for people to get to know each other a little better before deciding on whether to go on a second date, right?
Interestingly, I recently stayed in a hotel room that was equipped with a restaurant style table— menus, wine glasses and all. And naturally I seized the opportunity to do a “naked dining” photo shoot as if I were really in a “nude restaurant”. It was very fun, and I can only imagine how liberating it would feel to actually attend a real authentic naked restaurant.
Now, it would be great if Mr. Lyall would open such a restaurant in my hometown, or start a franchise that would see Bunyadi expand across the globe. I would definitely be a very loyal customer. Short of this, maybe I should consider opening my own naked restaurant. Clearly 23,000+ people on a waiting list to experience dining in the nude is a sure sign that the idea has more than great potential for success.
[For more on the Bunyadi naked restaurant, please visit their website here: thebunyadi.com]
And if not, well at least it demonstrates that society may be taking a direction that is more open and accepting of a simple naked human body. I think we can all agree that when body positivity wins the day we are definitely on the right path!
They say that a picture is worth a thousand words. Then again maybe sometimes it’s actually worth more than a thousand words. I like to tell myself that that is the case with the picture here.
On an unrelated side note, I have to say that I really dislike using ‘that that’ together in a sentence. Although it is grammatically acceptable, I simply prefer not to use it. But that is another story, isn’t it?
Back to the point: the picture! It was taken during the month of June last year. When I look at it, I am reminded of the warm summer air, the beautiful blue sky, the birds and the bees as well as the trees and flowers that are so full of life. Summer truly is my favorite season – as I am sure is the case for most people – especially if you are a nudist like me.
Here in eastern Canada where I live the winters are long and cold. Freezing cold. Did I say long too? Yes I did.
For a nudist like me winter feels like the enemy. It might not completely stop me from practicing my passion for nudism, but it is definitely nowhere near as good as summer. Of course during the winter months I can still be naked at home. And I might even go for a quick jog through the woods while bottomless – but again, winter will simply never beat summer.
I should mention though that I discovered that the white snow is great for tanning the legs and buttocks. It acts like one big reflector, equally dispersing the sun light onto any exposed skin. I learned this after spending much time outdoors – naked from the waist down – during a particular winter some years ago. Never had the skin on my legs and buttocks been so dark.
Now some folks may ask why bottomless and why not fully nude? The answer to that is that body heat is easily lost through both the nuque (back of the head & neck) and through the upper torso. So as long as you have a tuque on your head, a warm winter jacket on your upper body and a good pair of winter shoes or boots on your feet, then you can pretty much spend a great deal of time naked from the waist down out in the snow.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that it’s ideal. I’m not saying that it should or can be done when the temperature is minus thirty degree Celsius. Nor am I saying that men wont suffer from a little bit of shrinkage, because they definitely will! All that I am saying is that there is a way to experience nudism in winter – albeit only partially naked – and even get a good tan on your legs and bum while you’re at it.
Alright, back to the original picture now! It was taken during the summer – not during the winter – so I should stop talking about cold snow for crying out loud! The truth of the matter however is that like I was saying earlier, a picture speaks a thousand words, or more. And the words coming from the picture is that summer is such a great season for any true nudist.
During the summer nudists can go to the nude beach. We can justify not wearing clothes at home because of the heat waves. We can go for a nude walk in the woods – or more simply put – free hiking.
When I look at the picture I am reminded that nudism is liberating. It’s healthy. It’s therapeutic. It’s extremely comfortable. In fact, I use to leave the office after a day of work with feelings of major stress and anxiety. I would then go for a walk in the woods while nude and I would come out completely cured from that stress and anxiety.
That is why I believe medical practitioners should be able to prescribe nudism as a remedy for various ailments. I am convinced that nudism might just heal many folks without the need for them to use pharmaceuticals.
And if medical doctors could prescribe longer summers along with a heavy dose of nudism, then we would definitely be living in a Utopian world. One can always dream, right?
In the meantime – as winter approaches – I will continue to look at that picture to remind myself that summer is right around the corner. Yes I’m optimistic! I will continue to remind myself that soon I will be on the beach, in the woods or wherever I so happen to be – fully naked – without a single piece of clothing on my body. No tuque, no warm winter jacket and no winter boots. Just a pair of walking shoes or sandals at the very most.
Those are the words that I am reading from that picture. Somehow though I feel like it’s telling me way more than a thousand words. They are good words. Naked words. Words that make a die-hard nudist like me happy. In the end I can only be grateful for such a great picture: a nude picture of 1000+ words.
It was a long and cold winter this one. And like they say in Game of Thrones, winter is coming! That’s right, summer hasn’t even begun and winter is almost upon us. I know this because here in Canada, or at least in Eastern Canada, summer is very short. The amount of nice and hot weather that we get is quite disproportionate to the cold weather we are inflicted with each and every year.
That is why I rushed to Oka nude beach this year. It’s only May 2, and there I was, on my way to get a bit of sun on my buns.
Oka beach, located inside of Oka Provincial Park, is actually divided by both a textile side and a textile-free side. The nude side is actually an unofficial nude beach where going textile-free is simply tolerated by the authorities. Ask the Provincial Park staff at the gate if there is a nude beach on site and they’ll simply answer with a ”no comment”.
When you arrive at Oka beach and park your car, you actually have to walk a few minutes before you get to the clothing optional side. And for the first time out of all the times I’ve been, this year I noticed a couple of big signs along the trail that spelled out the criminal code offences in regards to public nudity. I had never noticed these signs before, and I was left to wonder if maybe all of sudden the unofficial nude beach was no longer.
If nudity on the clothing optional side were in fact no longer tolerated, I couldn’t help but think that society was definitely becoming more regressive, and that I would definitely be packing my bags in order to move to Vancouver, British Columbia, where Wreck beach is still alive and well.
Thankfully though I was doing all that thinking for nothing. When I arrived on the textile-free side I was happy to see several naked folks enjoying the sun on the beach. I asked a couple of nudists about the signs, and whether there had been any recent issues with law enforcement.
Apparently I had simply failed to notice these signs during my past visits because according to them, these signs have been there for years. I guess since it’s an unnoficial nude beach, putting these signs up allows the authorities to invoke the criminal code should they ever decide to. And maybe it dissuades folks from wandering off of the nude beach and shocking those that are not expecting to see the “horror” of a naked human body. Whatever the reasons for these signs, I was just happy to learn that the textile-free side is still in perfect working order.
While I wont delve into the criminal code as it relates to public nudity, allow me to say that I am in total disagreement and that I absolutely object to public nudity being a crime. We are born naked, nudity is natural, and so it shouldn’t be a criminal offence to wear your birthday suit, whenever and wherever you please.
Anyways, getting back to the subject of sun on my buns, I duly stripped my clothes off and spent the better part of the afternoon taking in the sun, enjoying the breeze and cherishing the total feeling of absolute freedom.
While the tide is quite high at this time of the year, meaning that beach space is quite limited along the shoreline, I was happy to see and speak with many nudists, including families with children. For Jade Sambrook there is no better way to educate your child against feelings of body shame than to let them build sand castles on a clothing optional beach.
I’ll definitely be going to the nude beach often this spring and summer, and thanks to that I will gladly live without any tan lines. I know that winter is fast approaching and I therefore wont miss the opportunity to freely enjoy nature the way it was intended to be enjoyed – naked – on the beach and everywhere possible.
What if nudism were a religion? What if the practice of ”Nudism” were considered equal to the practice of Christianity, Hinduism, Judaism, Buddhism, Abrahamic religion or any of the other many religions that exist today?
If nudism were a religion then surely I could no longer claim to be an atheist. I’d be attending Nudist Church every Sunday and even volunteering my time towards the church on other days of the week. Heck, I’d even be interested in becoming a nudist preacher! Continue reading →
“If all mankind minus one, were of one opinion, and only one person were of the contrary opinion, mankind would be no more justified in silencing that one person, than he, if he had the power, would be justified in silencing mankind.” ― John Stuart Mill, On Liberty
I enjoy the liberty to be naked in nature. It makes me feel at one with the earth. Sometimes I like to do so fashionably, like here, with a black jacket from Le Chateau and a pair of black and white 3 stripe Adidas from where, I don’t know.
Just like everybody else I am naked under my clothes. Unlike every body else I wish that I didn’t always have to wear clothes. I love being naked. It is a total liberation. It is freedom. It is just a naked human body. I have one and I am not ashamed. Thank you life for letting me be free.