BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S, Audrey Hepburn, 1961



Audrey Hepburn. In ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s‘. A moment that defined a certain style with the ‘LBD’, the ‘little black dress‘, and continues to define it. There are few women reading this who don’t have, in some shape or form, a little black dress in their wardrobe.

That iconic Givenchy dress continues to be something almost as vital to our wardrobes as bras and knickers, and has been in fashion for half a century and more.

Should you wish to dress in an Audrey Hepburn style, I’d advise you to pop onto the Marketplace, and check out Crazy Pastry’s ‘Audrey’ outfit (includes hat, sunglasses, cigarette and holder) all for just L$165. Bargain!

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Our model poses as ‘Audrey’

So what’s the connection to naturism?

Well, like ‘the little black dress’, the human body is a design classic that never goes out of style. It’s always fashionable. Examine art from the ancient Greeks, to the Romans, to the Renaissance, to photographs made somewhere in the world in the past ten minutes as ‘art photography’, and it’s evident that human beings have been captivated by the naked human form since we practically began scratching images on cave walls.


Shouldn’t we be making that part of our wardrobe, a (birthday) suit to be worn -like the little black dress- in the right circumstances? That is, all beach and swimming activities, in our gardens where the weather permits?






Meteo Naturiste



I didn’t get into SL yesterday because we went to our naturist club. The weather was chilly, and it ended up as a day helping out in the grounds, clothed, rather than enjoying naturism. However, it was quality time spent with friends, and working on the grounds was part of our wider naturism.

If the graphic above, Meteo naturiste, naturist weather in France, is showing the figures in Brittany & Normandy being purple in colour, you can imagine what colour we’d have been, naked, in northern England. Oh, the sun shone, but the naturist’s worst enemy, the wind, blew hard. The wind, in my opinion, is a worse enemy than rain for the naturist.

Anyway, the sun’s shining again today. It looks pleasant when inside looking out, but outdoors it’s quite nippy. Scotland was, apparently, going to get snow over the weekend, so winter hasn’t released us of its death stare just yet. My shoes are off, and I’m tucked into a favourite armchair to spend the rest of the day in SL.