Nudist French Christmas Celebration Part 1 Nudist Naturistl Exclusive [FAST]

Because, as one participant tells me at 2:00 AM, wrapped in a towel by the fire: "Christmas is the most stressful day of the year for clothed people. The cooking, the dressing up, the judgment of your outfit by your mother-in-law. Here, there is only one question: 'Are you warm enough? Do you want another blanket?'"

It is the most naked, and the most holy, Christmas I have ever seen. Because, as one participant tells me at 2:00

Imagine stepping from a snowy patio into a steaming grotto. Floating on your back, looking up at the Orion constellation, a glass of Crémant in your hand, while snowflakes melt on your cheeks. Around you, bodies of all shapes—stretch marks, tattoos, scars, wrinkles—bob gently in the phosphorescent blue water. Do you want another blanket

Every hour, the group migrates. After an hour of seated eating, everyone rises—still naked—and walks twenty meters through a glass corridor to the (38°C / 100°F). Around you, bodies of all shapes—stretch marks, tattoos,

Now, erase that image. Completely. Remove the scarves. Remove the itchy wool sweaters. Remove the fabric entirely.