I'm often jealous of those that get to live full time in a clothes free setting such as Cypress Cove. I love the very idea that to me clothing should be the feeling that is strange. In my daily life I often feel like I'm there, but I also get the strange feeling sometimes that I should be dressed ( I know, perish the thought ). I push through it because I know this is how I want to be.
Still, it occurs to me that this idea of a fish not knowing what water is may be a good way to help someone understand why nudists like going without clothes, and perhaps what is wrong with the perception of clothing being a "normal" state.
But one day, perhaps more of us can say, "what the hell are clothes?"