<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956</id><updated>2011-12-29T03:18:12.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Naked Breasts (and the rest of me)</title><subtitle type='html'>I love being nude.  Yes, I am a nudist.  I am proud to say I am a nudist.  I love the feeling of freedom.  I love my naked body - and my big naked breasts.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112130067501656039</id><published>2005-07-13T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T17:24:35.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I had the courage to come out and join the topless revolution - to openly go topless in public.  Alas, I'm a closet nude.  I've also been reading some information that suggests that bras may be the cause of so much breast cancer today.  I'd love to chuck mine.  If I weren't so big I would, in a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what's wrong with women going topless in public?  Sure, guys would get all hot and heavy and we'd have multi-car pile-ups, and men doing idiot things for a quick look, but perhaps if more women went topless, we could prevent this.  Nah...they'd still be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're at it, why not go for bottomless rights, also - let's just all be naked - everywhere - anytime.  Could be fun.  Before long, we'd stop thinking about it and just enjoy the financial benefits - no laundry, no big clothes bill - cool.  I hate doing laundry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering if there are some serious health benefits along with the feelings of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do want to go for a swim in the pool at my complex - but I still don't even own a bathing suit - don't ever plan to own one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112130067501656039?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112130067501656039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112130067501656039' title='86 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112130067501656039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112130067501656039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-wish-i-had-courage-to-come-out-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>86</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112104134638704442</id><published>2005-07-10T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T17:22:26.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came up with another reason to cook in the nude.  On a really hot day, the spray from the spray on the tap feels incredible and cool.  Clean up is easy, and there's no laundry!  I don't have the frying thing down just yet, though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112104134638704442?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112104134638704442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112104134638704442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112104134638704442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112104134638704442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-came-up-with-another-reason-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112095753167951774</id><published>2005-07-09T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T18:05:31.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week I’ve discovered it is a luxury to be nude – most of the time life happens, and we must go with the flow.  I was forced to have three very long days clothed.  It was obscenely hot.  Once, walking through a parking lot I thought, wouldn’t it be wonderful if I could be nude right now? There was a breeze, that would have cooled the body.  Instead I was trussed up, belted, attached, you name it – and miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a special on the nude lifestyle, how isolating it is.  Why?  Is it isolating or are the people involved just loners?  Good question to ask, I think. I don’t like the isolation.  Maybe the only way I’m going to have the nude lifestyle is to live it in the privacy of my own home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we think our lives are ‘worst’ than anyone else.  Talked to a friend who is going through a nasty divorce, dealing with an addictive, manipulative spouse, who is a masterful liar, turning family and friends with lies.  I thought I had it bad.  Nope, can’t begin to even go near that one.  I don’t have a child who is being used like a yo-yo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there are evil people in this world.  I think the recognition that there is good and evil is important.  We must know good in order to understand evil and know that there is a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still having problems reconciling my ideal nude life-style with my Christian faith.  Is it possible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112095753167951774?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112095753167951774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112095753167951774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112095753167951774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112095753167951774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-week-ive-discovered-it-is-luxury.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112061399824700105</id><published>2005-07-05T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T18:39:58.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm surfing, looking for nude hotels, B&amp;B's in the southwest US.  Get all sorts of adult's only links.  This is getting old.  I'm just trying to find a decent clothing optional adult's only resort I can afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the adult's only thing is important.  I have a serious problem exposing children to nudity.  Doesn't work for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI - don't try frying pot-stickers in the nude - doesn't work well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112061399824700105?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112061399824700105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112061399824700105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112061399824700105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112061399824700105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-im-surfing-looking-for-nude-hotels.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112047882057578546</id><published>2005-07-04T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T05:07:00.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is obscenity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are told the naked body, especially the naked male body is classified as obscene and rated as XXX.  The naked female body is considered ‘adult’ but not as bad. Why?  Is what men have more sacred than female?  Surfing the really tacky late night cable movies, it’s perfectly acceptable to show full frontal nudity – I gather naked women are not as taboo as naked men.  I think we also know what gender set the rules for ratings, don’t we.  It’s almost perfectly acceptable for full frontal nudity with women, but men are just special, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nude human body should not be considered obscene.  Some of the things done with said bodies really is.  Perhaps the best term definition for obscene should be degrading.  Adult film stars don’t have a very good track record as to longevity and a wholesome life-style.  Neither do rap artists, which brings me to what is really obscene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a project due in a few days so need to be up working.  I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to get up early to work and turned on the television to some HBO movie, featuring the very best inner city culture can provide for us.  Every other word began with an ‘F’.  I hate that word.  It is terribly uncreative. I consider it the most obscene thing there is – ‘the F-word’.  It is filth. It permeates our culture.  Why not ban that word?  Why not make it taboo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching what went with it, rape, murder, drugs, and rap music…what nice wholesome things our teenagers are watching.  No wonder our culture is if fraying at the edges, the middle and everywhere else.  Any culture based on values associated with ‘the F word’ can’t possibly thrive and grow into anything worth-while.  What are we doing to our children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they call nudity obscene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should do something about our priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom isn’t free.  It’s a good day to think about those who gave their all defending this glorious experiment of a Republic and to think about our magnificent Constitution and it’s Bill of Rights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112047882057578546?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112047882057578546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112047882057578546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112047882057578546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112047882057578546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-is-obscenity-we-are-told-naked.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112042639017468774</id><published>2005-07-03T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T14:33:10.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today’s rant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hot outside.  I live just 20 feet from the pool at my complex.  Since I don’t even own a bathing suit, and never plan to own one again, I can’t go swimming. It would feel so good.  I want to just slip on a pair of slides as I walk the dog and take out the trash.  I don’t want to sit behind closed windows.  I want to hang out with other people who share my interests.  I do not want to play nude volleyball (I detest volleyball, except when Tom Selleck posed for photos to raise money for the US team).  I don’t tan, I fry.  I want nude social events that are true social events.  Maybe I’ll become the nude Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My real rant?  I’ve been surfing various nudism, nudist, naturalist web sites for about a week.  I really don’t like what I’ve seen.  I tried various datelines for ‘the nude lifestyle’.  That lasted 3 days.  All I got in return were emails from creeps sending me photos of their erect naked penis.  I have news for you guys, while the human body is magnificent and beautiful, the only ugly part of it – male or female is the erect naked penis.  Date tip:  It is not something we gals really get excited about it.  It’s way, way, way down on the list.  Trust me.  All you’re doing is looking for a way to expose yourself and not get arrested for it.  As far as I’m concerned, it only gets you put on my ‘blocked email’ list.  Try a new approach.  Take up ballroom dancing.  You’ll learn something and meet some very lonely women who will let you have their way with them…if they are really, really really lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I email back to one offender.  “I thought this wasn’t what nudism is all about”. Reply back, “Yes it is.”  If it is, count me out.  If this is what it is all about, then that’s just plain sick – seriously sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has also taught me that there are a heck of a lot of socially inept, insecure men out there, desperate for women.  I always thought it was the other way around, but it’s not.  There are more men than women looking.  Cool.  I like the odds.  I just don’t like the jerks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also occurs to me that you guys are people we see on the street and interact with every day.  Like I said, take a dance class (seriously), wash your hair, get some new clothes, and go trolling for nice women.  I’m not talking about the Paris Hilton silicon bimbos you dream about as you drool over the SI Swimsuit issue.  Look for real women.  So you’re terrified of what the thin women and your buddies would think if you ask a ‘fatty’ out for a date.  Try it.  You may be shocked to find someone as lonely as you, and someone willing to make a great life.  You may even get lucky and find a close nudist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go to a nude social event.  Am I going to have anything in common with anyone there – besides being naked? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow - I'm still nude and loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it's too hot for clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably change my mind 6 months from now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112042639017468774?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112042639017468774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112042639017468774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112042639017468774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112042639017468774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/todays-rant-its-hot-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112031696544848421</id><published>2005-07-02T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T08:09:25.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All my qualms about my size and nudism were erased yesterday when I discovered that Leonard Nimoy (Mr. Spock) is doing a photo book on large, nude women Wow. &lt;a href="http://www.leonardnimoyphotography.com/7body.htm"&gt;http://www.leonardnimoyphotography.com/7body.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard some nice things from people who agree with me about the pornography end of things.  They are giving everyone a bad name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112031696544848421?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112031696544848421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112031696544848421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112031696544848421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112031696544848421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/all-my-qualms-about-my-size-and-nudism.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112025453717118763</id><published>2005-07-01T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T14:48:57.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided I do not like half of what one sees in the 'nudist' venue.  There is nothing more magnificantly beautiful than full frontal nudity - male and female - but the voyurist, exhibitionist, tacky stuff is really annoying.  I'm tired of following 'nude' links and coming up with adult sites.  I've disconnected and removed any photos of myself.  Gotta start somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being nude.  I threw on some clothes this morning and ran to Wallyworld for a hunter-gather forrage for food thing.  The moment I arrived home, the clothes were off again.  Thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first public nudist experience was in La Rochelle, France at a nude beach.  It was the most liberating experience of my life.  I long for more.  Then came the Club Med in Guadeloup.  The beach there is one of the most beautiful in the world.  I spent two glorious weeks, most of them nude, lying on the beach watching the tide come in and go out.  Wish i could do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize I detest being clothed.  I love clothes and shopping for them, don't get me wrong, but I revel in being nude, naked, unclothed, au natural....it's a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my first social nude experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, I remain unclothed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112025453717118763?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112025453717118763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112025453717118763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112025453717118763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112025453717118763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-decided-i-do-not-like-half-of-what.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112016383890552136</id><published>2005-06-30T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:37:18.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's another day.  The best part about working at home is you can be nude all you want.  I had to throw something on when the air conditioning guy came for about thirty minutes, but the moment he left I was nude again and will be until about noon tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is my nude lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally managed to get up the courage to go about my regular day's work - nude.  I made phone calls, did a press release, emailed my priest, and didn't feel a bit guility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old feelings are starting to return after so many years of married repression.  I remember how I would go out into my parents back forty (a SC term) and sunbathe for hours on end.  Also remember the time I got in a patch of poison oak - yep sat on it.  You can imagine the misery, the thrill of victory and agony of defeat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would someone please tell me why this feels so good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm ready to start meeting with other local nudists.  Cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thought of a few reasons not to be nude:&lt;br /&gt;1.  I don't tan, I fry&lt;br /&gt;2.  I'm allergic to sunscreen&lt;br /&gt;3.  Can't think of anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow...unfortunately I must be clothed the entire day.  I'm already dreading it.  I could really grow to like this lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112016383890552136?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112016383890552136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112016383890552136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112016383890552136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112016383890552136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14066956.post-112009089826294607</id><published>2005-06-29T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T17:21:38.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been an 'official' nudist for nearly a week now.  It is exhausting.  I'm up late searching for websites about nudity and nudism, and suffering from pangs of anxiety over my choice.  Is it right for a devout Christian to run around naked (in Southern terms - that means you're up to no good) or to be nude (you're being artistic).  Sometimes I feel both.  I feel joyfully up to no good, but I also feel artistic.  There is nothing on this planet more beautiful than full frontal nudity - both male and female.  The human body is magnificant.  I've discovered I love being photographed nude and love having people look at my photos.  Am I an exhibitionist?  Am I simply searching for cheep string's free sex in a world of disease, heartbreak, and divorce?  Am I doing something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 100 degrees today.  My air is not working.  I'm sitting her typing, nude, under a celing fan.  It is a glorious feeling of freedom.  I calculate since my decision to proceed with the nude lifestyle last Friday, I've been clothed only about 18 hours.  The remainder of the time I have been exqusitely nude - naked - without clothes.  I've realized my greatest fantasy is to spend an entire year completely nude - with no stitch of clothing touching my body.  In otherwords, I'd need to hightail it to some tropical paradise and become a nudist beach bum.  Works for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I learned?  The people at my 'local' nude organization are much nicer than some of the creeps I've met on line.  I tried the 'nude' dating thing.  All I got were erect penis photos.  Why does a guy think his erect penis is everywoman's answer to everywoman's every desire?  I have news for you...it don't work that way.  At least not for me.   I'm  just about ready to take my first baby steps out of the house and into a more social world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But - I am afriad.  What if my friends find out?  What if my family finds out about this?  What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Big Beautiful Breasts:  I love my breasts.  They are my best feature.  They photography exqusitely.  So, why must I keep them bound in a contraption that cuts into my arms and back, leaves 'track marks' and itches when it gets hot when men get to go around with their entire upper body naked to the world.  Where is the equality here?  I would love to hear from other woman about their feelings on the topic.  I also want to feature photographs of breasts.  There is nothing lesbian about me, but I think breasts are absolutely magnificant.  I celebrate mine.  I treasure them.  Perhaps that's what a guy feels about his penis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I swim naked in the pool at my apartment complex? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it be like to be able to get up in the morning, put on some makeup, do my hair, slip into a flashy pair of sandals, some jewelry and hit the road for a day of shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got it bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously folks, are my feelings wrong.  Is it a sin to want to expose my body to the entire world - and never be bothered with clothing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time&lt;br /&gt;nudebbw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S.  BBW = Big Beautiful Woman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14066956-112009089826294607?l=mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/feeds/112009089826294607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14066956&amp;postID=112009089826294607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112009089826294607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14066956/posts/default/112009089826294607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynakedbreasts.blogspot.com/2005/06/ive-been-official-nudist-for-nearly.html' title=''/><author><name>nudebbw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058809699824557692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
