Dinner is part of ‘the naturist ritual’. Everyone dresses up and heads of to a variety of restaurants, and I guess that more often than not the ladies pack as much and maybe more clothing than a ‘textile’ holidaymaker.
Mr.Keng bought me a dress! 🙂 so I popped it on -it’s not unlike the one in the photos- and we headed out for dinner. We took photos -not unlike the ones you see here- and had a great time. Wine was consumed and -awww!- the romantic Mr. Keng has bought a bottle of champagne for us, which we’re now consuming at midnight. We might even go for a mad, midnight skinny dip imminently! (photos tomorrow -the SL variety- if we do!)
Anyway….one of those rare SLN postings…people dressed.
Don’t discount it! Dressing up ‘to the nines’ is part and parcel of the naturist experience, whatever part of Europe you’re in. We’ve witnessed it in France, Croatia and Spain.
PS. I wasn’t as ‘bored looking’ in RL as the photos make me look 🙂