How are you? Naked while enjoying a cup of coffee I hope! Because that is what I am doing as I prepare to get this blog undressed and into the wild. In other words, time to get it out of the “never-nude” state in which it has unfortunately found itself for quite some time now.
It has literally been over a year since I last posted on this nudist blog of mine. And the same goes for my personal blog, The Jade Zone, and my personal podcast, The Life of Jade. I guess we can call it a prolonged sabbatical on my part from blogging, vlogging, and podcasting.
To be fair, though, I haven’t been entirely missing in action. While I have not posted one single new edited YouTube video to my YouTube channel, I have been incessantly testing out live streaming since that was and still is the new big thing for social media. Facebook Live, YouTube Stream Now, Periscope, Live.ly and even the new Instagram Live. You name it and I can guarantee you that I’ve been toying around with it.
Of course, this means that certain videos that are relevant to this blog have yet to be posted. Videos like my naked participation in the 2016 Toronto Pride Parade, and my naked participation in the Montreal 2016 edition of the World Naked Bike Ride. The good news is that those videos “will soon be coming to a blog near you”.
What’s more, is that I have been investing a crazy amount of time in producing content for my Snapchat Stories. And the majority of that content involves me confidently wearing and showcasing my wonderful birthday suit. Not only has Snapchat become one of my all-time favorite social networks, I love how nudity-friendly it is compared to other social networks, such as Facebook and Periscope.
In fact, I had my Periscope account permanently disabled for showing simple non-sexual nudity. But, that is nor here nor there for today, and I promise that I will be dedicating a blog post entirely to that subject in the very near future.
For today, though, I simply wanted to say hello, and slowly get myself up and running again. And yes, that means running without clothes!
With that being said, I figured I’d share a few of my favorite photos (or snaps as they are called) from my Snapchat Stories. Interestingly, there are twenty-one of them, and this just so happens to be my twenty-first post on this blog.
Now, many of these snaps do not include full nudity, but rather partial nudity, or bottomless photos as I like to call them. Regardless, I had a lot of fun producing them and posting them to my Snapchat Stories, and I was pleased to receive a ton of positive feedback from my Snapchat followers.
With that being said, feel free to answer the poll question below the photo album, asking whether you have ever posted nudity in your Snapchat Story?
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!
As I had mentioned in my previous blog post, summer is almost here. And until it does arrive there is simply no getting away from the cold winter – if you live in Eastern Canada like me that is.
If you live somewhere like Florida, Brazil or Cuba and you are able to visit a nude beach whenever you please, then I’m extremely jealous and envious of you!
Opportunities to practice any form of nudism are obviously very limited in my neck of the woods at this time of the year. For now I’m mostly relegated to enjoying the naked life in my own home, attending strip karaoke events or wearing my Scottish kilt while I’m out and about.
Luckily this winter has been very mild – which unfortunately is most likely due to global warming – and has given me the ability to wear the kilt more often than usual. Clearly nothing beats the feeling of nature’s breeze on a full naked body, but I’ll happily accept that breeze where I can get it. And wearing the kilt with nothing underneath allows for just that.
I was even able to wear the kilt to Igloofest a couple of weekends ago thanks to the mild weather. It was only minus 5 degree Celsius and very comfortable.
What is Igloofest you ask? It’s a mega outdoor wintertime rave with great music that takes place on a 50,000 square foot playground over four weekends. It attracts thousands of partyers and includes a competition for who is wearing the best one-piece snowsuit. There are tons of ice sculptures, bars and castles, a mega slide, fire pits and many games. For example this year they are hosting the first ever Christmas tree throw, which is suppose to mimic the Scottish caber toss.
I attended on the Saturday night of the first weekend, and was amazed at how many folks approached me to ask if I was cold, whether I was wearing anything underneath the kilt, and if they could take a look. Many folks – mostly women – simply lifted the kilt to see for themselves and many requested photos with the kilt being held up.
Of course I do not give a damn because I’m a die hard nudist and to me there is nothing more banal than a flaccid penis. As they say, it’s just skin. What was surprising though – or rather awesome I should say – is that nobody in the crowd seemed to be bothered while the photos were being taken with the kilt lifted and my ”junk” totally exposed.
Yes, only adults eighteen years or older are allowed on the site, and certainly everybody is there to have a good time, so it is likely that they would find the lifted kilt to be simply amusing. But that nobody complained at the site of an exposed penis in public makes me believe that folks are becoming less adverse to public nudity. Maybe I’m wrong, but if it’s the case this can only be a good thing because it is precisely the direction that I’ve wanted society to take for some time now.
I was not able to attend Igloofest the following weekend because I was invited to a childhood reunion in the countryside. At first I wasn’t keen on leaving the big city and missing out on the second weekend of Igloofest, but in the end I’m happy that I did because the countryside turned out to be a great experience.
One of the highlights of the weekend was snowshoeing in my kilt. Again, the mild weather was a great help in allowing this. Then things got even better! To my great surprise I ended up getting my dose of nudism smack in the middle of winter.
That’s right! A dose of winter nudism! My friends – who all know that I’m a die hard nudist – dared me to try snowshoeing without the kilt. It didn’t take Jade Sambrook very long to strip off more than just the kilt and to venture down the trail wearing nothing but a birthday suit, a tuque, kilt hose and winter boots.
I was ecstatic about being able to try something that I had never done before. I was left with a perma-smile from the endorphin rush caused by the feeling of comfort and freedom from finally being naked outside despite the winter. In all honesty, I think that I gave new meaning to the term ‘extreme sport’ – insofar as snowshoeing is concerned.
As you may know, the etymological meaning of the word gym is “naked” – originating from the Greek word ‘gymnos’. In fact, the Greek use to compete in sports wearing nothing but their birthday suit. Now, I’m certain that their sports did not involve winter snow, but I think we can agree that they’d be very proud of me. I’m certainly very proud of me!
Going forward, I’ll be attending the last two weekends of Igloofest, and most likely I’ll once again be wearing my kilt. My true wish though would be to wear my birthday suit, a tuque, kilt hose and snowshoes! That way nobody would have to hold the kilt up when taking photos. And something tells me that if that were the case the requests for photos would be nonstop.
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.
Jade Sambrook Performs Tracy Chapman’s ‘Talkin bout a Revolution’ at Bareoke (Strip Karaoke)
Bareoke use to take place at Cabaret Playhouse in Montreal, until the venue was sold by the owner and ultimately closed. It now takes place on the first Saturday of every month at Cafe Cleopatra.
In this segment I perform the final karaoke of the night. While the quality of the video, the audio and the singing may not be the best, what is important is that Jade Sambrook had a lot of fun! As usual, I do not perform a classic striptease like one would see in a strip bar with professional “chip ‘n’ dale” dancers. Instead, my clothes – in this case the kilt – come off almost immediately so that I can spend as much time as possible naked on stage. After all, most songs are only about four minutes in duration – which goes by rather quickly – so it is important to take advantage of that time to be naked for as long as possible. In fact, it would be more appropriate to call this naked karaoke instead of strip karaoke. The only thing that doesn’t come off are my shoes and my kilt hose (socks). And, I was happy to receive a well deserved smack on the ass at the very end of my performance.
Naturally I am already looking forward to next month’s Bareoke (strip karaoke), even though I have no idea what I will sing. One thing is certain however, I will be filming and sharing it for all to see.
Should it be of interest, you can see my previous strip karaoke performance of MJ’s ‘Beat It’ at the Cabaret Playhouse by clicking here.
In the meantime, be sure to come to a Bareoke night if you live in Montreal, or if ever you are visiting the city. It’s as ”bare as you dare” if you are performing a karaoke, and if not, you can simply come to watch and have a good time.
Bareoke is from 10PM until 3am on the first Saturday of every month at Cafe Cleopatra. Hope to see you there!
If I am not mistaken it was a beautiful day in June of 2010 when I witnessed for the very first time the World Naked Bike Ride (WNBR) in action. I was leaving the Rideau Mall in downtown Ottawa and noticed what appeared to be a group of naked people on bikes who were waiting for the traffic light to turn green.
I wondered if I was hallucinating and quietly asked myself if these folks were really naked. I allowed my eyes to get a closer look by focusing onto a bike seat: ”Yep, that is indeed a penis” I told myself.
The light turned green and off they went chanting slogans like ”more ass, less gas”! I put two and two together and concluded that it was the WNBR. I couldn’t help but think how awesome and liberating it must be to participate in such a ride.
For those who do not know what the World Naked Bike Ride is, or what exactly it is protesting, I invite you to visit the official website of the WNBR by clicking here.
I had often read or heard about the World Naked Bike Ride from various media, but I had never participated in one. Jade Sambrook was now determined to do so! Unfortunately though, the following year the Ottawa Police warned that anybody not wearing underwear would be arrested for public nudity. This effectively ruined my motivation to participate.
My first opportunity to participate in a WNBR happened the following year in Montreal. At the time there was massive social unrest stemming from an unprecedented student strike in relation to unreasonable tuition fee increases. A naked protest against these tuition fee increases had been scheduled for June 7, 2012. This was in fact the first time that I would ever be appearing naked in public. And thankfully somebody had posted an invitation to the Montreal edition of the WNBR – scheduled for June 9 – on the Facebook page for the naked protest against tuition hikes.
I therefore scheduled myself to participate in the naked protest on June 7 and to participate in the WNBR on June 9. I had never been naked in public, and now I would have the opportunity to do so on two separate occasions only days apart. It was absolutely thrilling!
For those who may be interested, you can read more about my participation in the naked protest against tuition hikes by clicking here.
In 2012 the MTL edition of the WNBR was scheduled to begin at 10am on a Saturday morning with the bike route passing through a quiet area of town. In other words, not only is the temperature much colder at that time of day, but most people are also still in bed or haven’t left the house yet. This was not very good for visibility or outreach. After all, the WNBR is a protest and if nobody sees it then it is hard to call it a success. I would say that there were maybe thirty to fifty participants in this particular ride.
Nonetheless I still had fun. Maybe not as much fun as the naked protest that had occurred two days earlier, where I got to run away from the sound grenades and tear gas of the riot police while wearing nothing but my birthday suit – but I still had fun at the WNBR, and for a good cause to boot!
I am all against body shame and I am all for being proud of who you are. Allow me to say however, that I did the WNBR on rollerblades as opposed to using a bike so that I could be in a standing position and keep my stomach flat. Even somebody with a perfect six-pack abdomen will get stomach expansion when sitting down, and so I avoided sitting on a bike seat for this precise reason. Again, while I am against body shame I just feel better having a flat stomach – or as flat as can be – when I am naked in public. It’s simply a matter of personal preference and comfort. Besides, somebody needed to represent the rollerbladers, right?
Unfortunately I was unable to participate in 2013 or in 2014. Fortunately though, as of 2014 many changes were made after two of the participants took over organizing the event. They increased the outreach on social media so as to attract several more riders. They obtained permission from the Montreal Police for the route to go through the downtown core so as to increase the visibility of the ride. They also obtained permission to have both a daytime ride and a nighttime ride. Furthermore, the start time for the daytime ride was moved to 2PM when it is much warmer outside. While the daytime ride is seen mostly by shoppers, tourists and families, the nighttime ride which starts at 10PM is seen mostly by partyers, patio-goers and people out for a good time. In other words the Montreal edition of the WNBR is now seen by several demographics.
For 2015 I was lucky to participate once again and I attended both the day and nighttime rides wearing rollerblades – just like in 2012.
The daytime ride happened on Sunday, July 5, with approximately sixty to eighty participants. The turnout could have been better (apparently there were about 200 riders in 2014) but issues with the Facebook event page being shut down left many people with the impression that the ride had been cancelled. Surely next year the turnout will be much better, barring any issues with the Facebook event page.
Regardless of the turnout it was a lot of fun. It was a beautiful sunny summer day and the reactions and support from onlookers standing on the sidewalks or sitting in their cars was absolutely amazing. Some people honked their horns in support while others pulled out their cell phones in order to snap photos. Even families with children took the time to wave or give a thumbs-up. As I always say, nobody was harmed or traumatized because they saw a simple naked human body (or in this case a group of naked human bodies) – and this includes the children as much as it does the adults.
The nighttime ride happened on Saturday, August 1, with approximately 25 to 35 participants. Again, the turnout for the nighttime ride could have been better. However, several factors beyond our control complicated matters. To begin with it rained for a short period of time only two hours before the ride. This obviously dissuaded many people from coming. Also, the International Fireworks Competition was on, meaning that bikes are not allowed on public transit during this time. Clearly this may also have dissuaded many people from coming. Yet at 10PM we were good to go, and just like the daytime ride, it was a blast!
Once again people in cars honked their horns. Folks on the sidewalks screamed words of support. There were many smiles and thumbs-up. Personally, I savoured the feeling of rollerblading down a main city street with the warm breeze hitting my naked body all while chanting ”more ass, less gas”!
I’m already looking forward to next year. In the meantime I continue to hope that one day society will evolve enough to allow public nudity at all times, and not just for reasons of protest such as the World Naked Bike Ride.
I’m certain that had William Wallace participated he might have yelled: ”You can take away my clothes, and by doing so, you definitely wont be taking away my freedom”!
Last but not least, I was able to put together a short video from the daytime ride. Should this be of interest I invite you to watch it below:
Jade Sambrook inside the Montreal WNBR (2015) – available in 720P
In a previous blog post detailing my experience at the 2014 World Pride Parade in Toronto – where I wore nothing but my birthday suit – I had mentioned that going forward I would be attending Pride in Toronto every year for the rest of my life for as long as it remained legally acceptable to do so in the nude.
Naturally for Toronto Pride 2015 I was extremely disappointed by the forecast of cold rain for the entire weekend. It literally rained on my parade! But in the end that didn’t stop Jade Sambrook from stripping off all of his clothes and spending a great deal of time naked in public. In other words mother nature was not going to get the best of me!
Yes there was obviously some “shrinkage” in the forecast due to the cold rain – however by and large I had the best weekend of my entire life! It was totally liberating. It was a feeling of freedom I cannot explain. And the reaction from people – including the Toronto Police – was nothing but positive.
Suffice it to say that spending so much time naked outdoors – in public – has both recharged and re-energized my soul. I received so many compliments, so many thumbs-up, so many smiles, so many winks and so many high-fives and fist bumps. So many women shouted to me “you are beautiful” and “I love you”! I met so many new people – again mostly women – that if I ever want a girlfriend I should probably spend more time naked in public. In fact I have come to the conclusion that I attract more when I am naked than when I am clothed.
I always meet tons of new people when I wear my kilt because it is an icebreaker. And it seems like I meet even more people when I am only wearing shoes. Probably because my shoes are pretty awesome and that alone is a great icebreaker.
Again, the rain initially had me depressed, but in the end I chose to sing and dance under it wearing nothing but my birthday suit and a great big smile. You only live once, and I definitely took advantage of that during Toronto Pride 2015.
I have put together a video that highlights my experience. It is somewhat long – with a run-time of almost 35 minutes – but it is something that I will be able to watch over and over while laughing and telling myself that I did absolutely everything that I wanted to do during my short time here. Again, you only live once!
Naked Pride 2015 (Toronto Pride) with Jade Sambrook:
Finally, should you be interested, my Toronto Pride 2015 photos can be found on my Flickr page by clicking here.
In the meantime I will be impatiently awaiting Toronto Pride 2016, and I hope to see you there just like me – without any clothes – rain or shine.