Naturism is a wonderful lifestyle that we try to enjoy as much as possible. In as many places as possible. Most of the time we share our own views on the different aspects of nudism but once in a while, we like to pass the mic to hear about how someone else’s experiences. Via this Naturist Talks interview series, we listen to naturists from all over the world. They share their experiences, tips and stories about naturism and thanks to them we keep learning about the different aspects of life in the nude.
Today we’re listening to M & M, a naturist couple from Canada.
Hello M & M, please tell us something about yourself
Hi, we are M & M from Ontario, Canada. We’re both parents from previous marriages and have a combined five boys! Aged 9-19. We have crafted our best life, or at least one that is perfect for us. We love travelling and are open minded. One of our favourite things with travelling is trying new foods!
How and at what age did you become a naturist?
He had his first experience with public nudity around age 30, she was mid 30’s with his encouragement. Our first experiences were around the house but a trip to Cypress Cove in Florida and we were hooked!
Is naturism allowed in your country and what’s the public opinion?
In Canada, women are permitted to be topless in public but it rarely happens. There are a few beaches and resorts where it is legal to be nude. As far as public opinions it’s safe to say there is the full range of opinions out there. Our close friends and family know about our choice and accept it.
What do you think is the best and worst thing about naturism?
The best for us is being together and unrestricted by textiles. It eliminates judgement based on what you can ‘buy’. Everyone is equal. The worst is how nudity is perceived by those who have never tried it or don’t understand it fully. Many people seem to jump to the belief that nudism = swingers. Which is certainly not the case, especially for us.
Do you find it easy to make naturist friends?
We both like meeting new people, with or without clothing. So to start talking to someone else who is nude is even easier. You already have something in common. We have met some interesting people on our travels. It’s nice to make new friends!
What’s the best tip you have for beginning naturists?
Just do it. Start at home and believe in yourself. Neither of us have rock star bodies but we’re comfortable in who we are. She has always struggled with body image, but now accepts. There is very little judgment in the nudist community.
Anything else you’d like to share with our audience?
We don’t broadcast (this would be our first?) choice to live naked but we do not hide it either. Our friends and family know and do not show up unannounced. We have a sign at our home as a ‘warning’ that we’re likely naked. Ultimately being nude is something we have prioritized, enjoy and feel has added a positive to our lives.
Thank you so much for sharing your story, M & M!
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So what part of ontario are you from have family in your are may be. Wife and me travel to Canada at 3-4 times a year she would like to try some topless/ nude travel but dos not want friends to know or find out becaus of job she has and must keep it under raps would like to hear from about your experience with nude living THANKS
My first real experience with naturism began in 2025, when I took my first solo trip to Fuerteventura. I stayed in Jandía, in the south of the island. Before travelling, I already knew that nudity was commonly accepted on many of the island’s beaches, so the idea was in the back of my mind from the start.
On my first day, I stayed close to the hotel, sunbathing in a quiet area of the beach. After lunch, I decided to explore and walked along the coastline in both directions to find the best part of the beach. Directly in front of the hotel was mostly families with children. To the right was a pleasant walk, but there weren’t many nude sunbathers. To the left, past a beach bar and sailing club, seemed to be the main naturist area, and it was much quieter.
From then on, every day I would head over to where the naturists gathered. They were simply sunbathing, walking around naked, and enjoying themselves. What really surprised me was how little attention anyone paid. People walked up and down the beach without giving them a second glance. Most of the naturists were older—men and women in their 60s or so—but they looked completely comfortable in themselves, as if they didn’t have a care in the world.
I returned to that area daily, but despite being curious, I didn’t have the courage to join in. I thought about it often. I also noticed small coves made from rocks, likely built to shelter from the wind, as Fuerteventura can be very windy. Many naturists used these little spots for privacy.
On the final day of that holiday, I found a cove tucked away from the main beach. It was elevated enough to feel private but still close enough for an easy walk to the sea. I stood there and began lowering my shorts… but panic set in. I worried someone might see me, and my nerves got the better of me. I stopped.
The next day I flew home, and almost immediately I regretted not doing it. It was something I’d wanted to try for a long time, and living in the United Kingdom, opportunities like that don’t come around often.
I should mention that I have a partner who doesn’t travel, which is why I often go away solo. She also would completely disapprove of my interest in naturism, so it remained something very personal to me.
Fast forward to this year, when I returned to the same hotel—and this time everything changed.
On my first day back, I walked to the same area to see if things were still the same. They were. The same stretch of beach was still popular with naturists.
On the second day, I set up in one of the little coves for some sunbathing, still debating whether I would finally do it. At that point, I couldn’t. I returned to the hotel for lunch but left my towel and belongings there so I could come back afterwards.
When I returned, I kept checking my surroundings. Because the cove was built up slightly, nobody on the main beach could really see me. Someone could have walked behind it, but after observing the area, I realised hardly anyone passed through there.
So I finally did it.
I threw caution to the wind, lowered my shorts, and took them off.
I felt incredibly nervous at first. One of my biggest worries was something embarrassing happening, like getting an erection—but thankfully that never happened. Once I settled, I applied sun cream, lay back, put my music on, and just relaxed.
The feeling was incredible.
Being completely naked in such a natural, non-sexual environment felt surprisingly freeing. Feeling the warmth of the sun on my entire body was something I had never experienced before, and it brought an overwhelming sense of peace and relief.
After a while, I put my shorts back on while lying down so I could go for a swim. When I returned, I lay down again and took them off. By then, I was already feeling more comfortable. I repeated this routine for a couple of days.
Then came day five.
I was swimming in the sea and suddenly realised I was tired of walking back to my spot, taking my shorts off, and getting them sandy. So I made a decision—I took my shorts off in the sea.
Swimming completely naked felt amazing. I felt light, free, and strangely connected to the environment around me.
But then came the next challenge.
I had to walk from the sea back to my cove—completely naked—across the beach.
I waited until there were no passers-by, climbed out of the water, and walked confidently back to my spot. I felt incredibly proud of myself. I had just walked totally naked on a public beach.
That was the moment everything changed.
From then on, something shifted in me. If I wanted a swim, I simply stood up and walked to the sea naked, without overthinking it. I stopped caring who might see me. I’d enjoy a swim, walk back, and continue sunbathing.
It even reached the point where a couple began sunbathing naked near my spot, and it didn’t bother me at all. I still felt completely relaxed walking around naked.
I spent the next two days at my favourite spot, enjoying the freedom of being naked and comfortable in my own skin.
Looking back, I only wish I’d found the confidence earlier.
And now, I know that if my usual spot was taken, I’d still feel confident enough to enjoy naturism anywhere on that beach.
For me, naturism turned out to be far more than simply being naked. It became about freedom, confidence, body acceptance, and letting go of fear.
I honestly can’t wait to plan my next trip.