By Susan Breslow Sardone. In the book she uncloaks myths about this infamous nude resort. Chris recently gave this exclusive interview. All types -- doctors and lawyers, musicians and artists, secretaries and truck drivers, moms and retirees.
A Nudist Resort Promised to Liberate Me But Objectified Me Instead
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Recently I came face-to-face with my fear of being naked in public. It was at a nude resort in Negril, Jamaica , where, in addition to its sexy pool games, public sex "playroom," and large population of swingers, visitors can choose to stay on the "nude side"—a portion of the grounds that's no-clothing-allowed. That's where I'd be vacationing, and to be honest, I was terrified. Though some guests shed their clothes to confront body insecurities or sexual shame, I had a different fear going into the resort: Namely, that people mostly men would take my naked body as an invitation. After all, revealing clothes are frequently used to excuse sexual assault. If a guy buys into that ideology, what would he think of a woman's wearing literally nothing?
I Got Naked At A Clothing-Optional, Adults-Only Resort
Down in Jamaica, there's a place aptly named Hedonism II that features a special brand of inhibition-free "adult" resort action. While this all-inclusive getaway offers your usual all-you-can-eat-and-drink beach-side fun in the sun, there's also a "clothing optional" policy, mirrors above all the beds, and a strong emphasis on pleasure of the "anything goes" variety. After catching wind of this utopia for the undressed, we checked out their website , only to find it oozing with the sort of over-the-top descriptions normally reserved for bodice-ripper paperback novels with an equally ripped Fabio flexing on the cover. Things like, "It's what happens when you combine warm water, a white-sand beach, open bars, and open minds," "In these lush gardens of pure pleasure, the word "no" is seldom heard," and "Push the boundaries of human pleasure" are standard fare.
He'd noticed me waiting for a van destined for Hedonism II , a clothing-optional resort known for its swingers and rampant PDE that's "public displays of erection," I'd soon learn. Weirdly, a painting of the Mona Lisa with one exposed breast greeted me in the lobby. On my TV, two naked blonde women and a man in a bathing suit scuba dived.