
We don't know about you, but when we stand naked in front of the mirror sometimes, our tan lines are so distinct that... well, it kinda looks like we're still wearing our skivvies. In resolution to solve our little dilemma, we decided to go ahead and celebrate the tail-end of Nude Recreation Week by going to Hippie Hollow.
Hey, we just want to look good naked.
If you were awake at all, you know that Saturday was a scorcher. Hanging out in water with no clothes on seemed like the best idea ever.
We, in fact, surprised ourselves with how comfortable we were. Naked. In front of all those people. We even got a few "thumbs up" for our efforts we think.
The highlight of our time, as we were lying on the rocky shores, soaking in the rays (for 5 hours), was not the hoped-for hot bod. It wasn't the dreaded grotesque bod, either. It was several young girls in bikinis on a slow-passing boat, who thought that it was the best thing in the world to flash their tits to the people at Hippie Hollow. Hillarious.
Despite stupid girls and gawkers on party boats, our visit to Hippie Hollow was relatively uneventful but certainly relaxing. We are sun-burned in places we never thought possible so just sitting here requires more effort than you know, but hey, we're partway to a tan-line-free body.
photo by greendestiny on www.flickr.com



*Foot Alert* -- Second tootsies header image in less than a week! Hmmm. Who's got the fetish?
naked feet = naked body
everyone knows that...
Hmmm... how many naked feet are in a mile? :)