In Bowentown, near Waihi Beach, there’s an astonishing view that Demeter wanted to share with me. From the clifftops by the holiday park you could look out across Shelley Bay to Athenree (where we were staying), as well as over the inlet to Matakana Island, which was trees as far as the eye could see.
Demeter drove, and we reached there as the sun was starting to go down – and in addition to being very bright and a tad windy, it was also utterly stunning.
When it’s the middle of winter and there’s been a lot of rain, and the claggy clay is threatening to overwhelm everything … naturally putting a heavy digger on the slope is going to fix everything! (I feel a bit sorry for this property owner.)
And naturally I took the opportunity to flash in front of it. Which involved standing on the guttering at the edge of the road, barely avoiding the mess. I was rather delighted though!
When Demeter and I went away last weekend I had no idea what to expect. We were going to a part of the country I’d never been to before, and I was looking forward to seeing what there was to see as a happy passenger.
But as she and I randomly drove around Waihi Beach on the Saturday, neither of us were expecting to find a stunning man-made lake; a dam and spillway, in fact.
It was a chilly winter’s day in the Bay of Plenty when Demeter and I found this stunning deserted spot – holidays are great for finding beauty in unexpected places, and this one was no exception.
But it’s winter! Cold! Who cares about the cold when there’s an opportunity to be naked? When we stumbled across this spot it wasn’t long before I stripped off my merino top, bra, cardigan, thick socks, jeans and sneakers (with Demeter chortling all the while), and proceeded to check out the water’s edge.
Let me set the scene: It’s late on a sunny Wednesday afternoon. Hyperbius and I are sitting in the car, stuck in rush-hour traffic. I’m behind the wheel, he’s in the passenger seat with all his various work detritus at his feet. Music is playing, conversation is flowing. Kisses are happening occasionally when the car is stopped – because, yum.
Then, waiting at the traffic lights, he leans down and gets something out of a box. I have no idea what it is. He tosses it into my lap – and it’s round and soft and green and nobbly.
It’s hot right now. Summertime in Auckland mean inevitably high humidity, and only with all the doors wide or the fan going strong is it bearable – and it’s much more bearable naked.
Of course, sometimes there’s good reason to add to the stickiness (and nakedness). When Demeter comes over for a visit and declares that she’s horny? Well of course Apollo and I are going to oblige – not that it was an obligation!
How is it that Curvaceous Dee, the blog, has now been active, updating, and filthy, for nine years? Yes – it’s my ninth blogaversary today!
Click-throughs on both images. Photographed by Demeter.
For me being naked isn’t just about showing myself off for other people. It’s about being comfortable in my head, in my emotions, and in my skin.
I am very happy to be unclothed both indoors and out, by myself and with other people. But I do really enjoy the frisson of exhibitionism: of getting my kit off in places where folks could potentially see me – as well as at events where it’s accepted and welcomed. Part of the reason why the Scavenger Hunt appealed so much to me when it was introduced was because I really adore pushing those location limits!
It’s Sunday. Who wants to get dressed on Sunday? I know I don’t – which is why I’ll laze about in my nightie all day if I can.
I’m very relaxed on the sofa in these images, photographed by Demeter. But alas, I’m about to go sit my arse down in at the other end of the house and study like a good (no longer procrastinating) student. So enjoy all four pictures and think of me cramming my head full of knowledge.
It was an absolutely delightful afternoon: splashing about in the tub in my backyard while Demeter took pictures, made suggestions, and rescued errant apples. We were doing the Envy photoshoot for my Seven Wonderful Sins series – and we had a blast! And, being us, took far more photos than those required to tell the story that I wanted.
Enjoy some more images from that lovely day (click-throughs on all of them):keep looking »