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A Very Naked Christmas: A Naturist Couple’s Guide to Holiday Survival

A naturist Christmas. A couple kneels together in front of a brightly decorated Christmas tree adorned with colorful lights, surrounded by wrapped presents. Both individuals are nude, facing away from the camera.

Over the last few years, we have learned a few things about having a naturist Christmas during the holiday season.

Somewhere between the pine needles, the ladder, and the sudden realization that candles are no longer decorative but potential threats, we discovered that the holidays assume one very specific thing about you… that you’re wearing clothes.

When you remove that assumption, Christmas doesn’t fall apart… it just becomes significantly more interesting and exciting.

🎄 Decorating the Tree (Or: Why Pine Needles Are Not Body-Positive)

Every year, we convince ourselves that decorating the tree will be “cozy” and “romantic.”

Every year, the tree disagrees.

There is a very particular moment in naturist tree decorating when you realize that pine needles have absolutely no respect for personal boundaries… and will happily explore parts of the human body never meant to experience festive foliage.

You think you’ll be careful. You think you’ll keep your distance.

Then you lean in to fluff a branch and suddenly discover that Christmas trees are basically armed.

At some point, one of us always mutters… “This would be a lot easier if one of us was clothed.”

Which is immediately followed by… “That feels like admitting defeat.”

So we carry on. Slowly. Carefully. With the dignity of people who refuse to let a conifer win. Only later to find the tiny blood droplets all over your body.

A smiling woman wearing a Santa hat sits in front of a colorful Christmas tree, surrounded by wrapped gifts.

🪜 Hanging Lights: Safety Briefings and Regrettable Perspectives

Hanging lights requires coordination.

Hanging lights while nude requires a formal safety meeting.

Before anyone climbs the ladder, there’s a discussion about balance, stability, and the unspoken agreement that nobody will look in certain directions for the sake of everyone’s long-term mental health.

Because here’s the thing no one tells you about naturist ladder work… the person at the bottom of the ladder has a very personal view of the situation.

It’s not scandalous. It’s not sexy. It’s just… intimate in a way that feels unnecessary.

You suddenly understand why most home-improvement tasks were designed with pants in mind.

So we establish rules:

  • The ladder holder stares intensely at the wall
  • The climber moves slowly and apologetically
  • Eye contact is avoided at all costs

At some point, one of us always says… “If either of us laughs, someone is falling.”

Which, of course, immediately makes everything funnier… and significantly more dangerous.

By the time the lights are up, we’ve learned three important things:

  • Gravity is not forgiving
  • Safety should always come before pride
  • Some viewpoints should remain theoretical

The lights look great.

Our dignity needs a moment.

🎁 Gift Wrapping: Festive Adhesives, Glitter, and Body Paper Cuts

Gift wrapping seems harmless. It is paper. It is tape. It is sparkles.

None of these things are neutral when you are nude.

Wrapping paper, it turns out, has a static charge that actively seeks out bare skin. Within minutes, you are covered in festive glitter like a human ornament… and not in a way anyone would describe as intentional.

Then there’s the tape. Some tapes are gentle. Some tapes are aggressive.

And some tapes appear to have been engineered specifically to remind you what waxing must feel like.

At some point, one of us always freezes mid-wrap and says… “Don’t move.”

Because a single wrong motion will result in:

  • A sharp intake of breath
  • A slow, cautious peel
  • And a deeply personal lesson in adhesion science

You try to be careful. You try to keep tape at arm’s length. But gift wrapping is fiddly, and eventually you forget… just long enough for the tape to make a decision on your behalf.

And then there are the paper cuts. Not the polite fingertip ones people warn you about.

These are full-body paper cuts. The kind you don’t notice until you move, and then immediately regret every choice that led you here.

Paper edges brush past skin with surgical precision, finding places that have never been injured by stationery before. You don’t scream. You don’t flinch. You simply pause… breathe… and whisper something festive but deeply unpublishable.

By the end of the session the gifts look great, the floor is covered in scraps, one of us is glittery in places glitter has no business being, and the other is discovering mystery stings hours later.

And we both agree that sleeves would have prevented several injuries.

This is also when we learn that showering does not immediately remove holiday sparkle… or the memory of paper cuts.

Christmas, apparently, lingers. We still find glitter while on our beach vacation in February.

A person sitting in front of a decorated Christmas tree, wearing a Santa hat and a festive bow, while surrounded by wrapped gifts and holiday decorations.

🕯 Candles: Suddenly Not Festive

Candles are lovely. Candles are warm. Candles are now intimidating.

There is a certain height below which candles become less “ambiance” and more “active threat.”

We develop rules very quickly. No leaning. No sudden movements. No trusting the dog. No pretending we’re braver than we are.

Naturists are often accused of being carefree.

We would like the record to show that during December, we are deeply risk-averse.

🐶 The Dog Knows Something Is Off

Our dog Boo watches all of this from the couch.

Judging us… harshly.

Every time one of us yelps at a pine needle or freezes mid-step around a candle, we get the look that says… “I don’t know what’s happening, but I don’t like it.”

Pets don’t care about naturism. They care about routine.

And Christmas is clearly breaking it.

🌙 Guests + Nude Sleep = A Mathematical Error

We are sleep-nude people.

This is important information… mainly because our bodies know it even when our brains forget. Having guests while being sleep-nude introduces a very specific kind of danger… autopilot.

At 2:47 a.m., your brain is not thinking about social norms. It is thinking about the bathroom.

So you get up. You walk. You open the door. And then… your brain reboots.

“…Oh.”

“…Right.”

“…People.”

There is a split second where you must decide… do you commit? Do you retreat? Do you pretend this is a bold lifestyle statement and walk confidently to the bathroom like this was always the plan?

Nobody wins in this scenario.

A couple lounging together in front of a Christmas tree, surrounded by wrapped gifts and colorful lights, with a playful and warm atmosphere.

☕ Morning Coffee: The Most Dangerous Ritual of All

If the night didn’t get you, morning coffee might. Coffee is instinct. Coffee is sacred. Coffee does not wait for situational awareness.

Bare feet. Sleepy eyes.

The coffee machine calling your name.

And then… a cough from the couch… a floorboard creaks… a voice says, “Morning!”

There is a very specific horror that comes from realizing you are already too far into the kitchen to pretend this is still a dream.

You don’t scream. You don’t run. You simply pivot with the grace of someone who knows they have made a series of awkward choices while still half asleep.

🍳 The Awkward Aftermath

Breakfast after an incident is… delicate. Everyone pretends nothing happened. No one mentions it. There is a lot of eye contact with plates.

At some point, one of us always says… “Coffee?” And everyone agrees that yes… coffee is the right choice… hoping it will wash away the memory.

This is also when we remember why communication is important, and why family normally texts us things like: “Are we decent?” before dropping in.

But in my family, these stories always come out with a big laugh later in the evening after a few drinks.

A man kneeling in front of a woman in a festive living room, decorated with a Christmas tree adorned with blue and purple lights, while both are nude.

🎁 What We’ve Learned from a Naturist Christmas (Other Than Pine Trees Are Jerks)

Here’s the thing… naturism didn’t make Christmas weird. Christmas was already weird.

It’s loud. It’s awkward. It involves ladders, candles, guests, exhaustion, unrealistic expectations… and now glitter-related injuries… all wrapped in tinsel.

Naturism just removes the illusion that we have everything under control.

And honestly? That’s kind of the point.

Between the laughter, the near misses, the paper cuts, and the dog’s ongoing disappointment, we’re reminded that Christmas isn’t about perfection.

It’s about shared moments and memories.

Even the ridiculous ones. Especially the ridiculous ones.


We would love to hear your funny naturist Christmas stories! Please add them in the replies!

🍻🥂🍾MERRY CHRISTMAS from our naturist house to yours! 🎅🤶

Kevin and Corin – OurNaturistLife

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  1. We are not the sentimental kind Christmas forces people to recapture the past and create the same. People we loved slowly die our bodies don’t do sports as well anymore. We often say been there done that. BUT life is still a great journey. We CAN’T force nice new memories we make them. If life had a fast forward button we would push it ever time discomforts enter our space. Life is a skill. Its called the art of living. We hope to inspire others to find the secrets of happiness. Even happy Christmas times. We love our bodies forgive the sources hardships and seek a mind skill that enjoys the simplicity of spiritual joy.

  2. Very funny about forgetting about your guests while having your naked morning coffee. Beautiful photos Kevin and Corin. Merry Christmas 🎅 🎄

  3. This article should be required reading by all nudists during the Christmas season. Sort of like “Twas the Night before Christmas”. Merry Christmas to you and yours! 🎄🎅🤶

  4. Like quite a few of your posts, it was written with a lot of humor. I definitely chuckled a lot. I really enjoy your writing. And, of course, the photography was very nice.

  5. Your heating bills must be enormous in the winter, I wouldn’t survive. Christmas is a weird time of year though, all that pain and suffering for 24 hrs of eating and drinking way too much and wearing silly hats.

  6. Your Christmas hats actually look warm. Here, they tend to be cheap and light, because you don’t want to cook your head.

    Also, Christmas falls in the middle of our summer vacation. That also effects how we celebrate it.

  7. Merry Christmas from Tasmania, Australia. I find it intriguing seeing all your photos taken inside. Yesterday was the longest day of the year. It was hot by Tasmanian standards. I think about 28°C. I have a mild sunburn. Our kids live in Queensland and it’s been 36°C and high humidity. It’s funny, although I’ve never experienced Christmas outside of summer. A lot of our traditions still come from places where it is winter. e.g. roasts, etc. However, a BBQ or going to the beach features a lot. Funny thing though is that our weather is being influenced by a sudden stratospheric warming event over Antarctica at the moment and though the mainland of Australia will likely be heatwave conditions, there’s a slight chance the central highlands of Tasmania will get a dusting of snow.

  8. I love it. Truly hilarious! Happy holidays to everyone and may you all have a happy and healthy new year.

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