Today I'm posting ten photos with nothing in common except they are all nudists.
We start with a very hairy man.
Friday, March 28, 2025
Seen before
You may have seen this fellow before because he posed
for more than one nudist resort photo shoot.
Fountain
This young man at a water fountain is wearing tags
that signify something in nudist camp activities.
His name, Ken, is on his shoulder.
Thursday, March 27, 2025
Men's Magazines from the post-war era
Weasels Ripped My Flesh!
I watched myself being eaten alive.
Flophouses, Floozies, and Forgetfulness.
Men's Magazines in the 1950s
In the postwar era in the USA, a dozen or more "men's" magazines proliferated through the country. They featured lots of sex and violence, usually in the form of lurid "true" stories. They also featured lots and lots of half naked hypermasculine men on their covers in a variety of settings. I'm sure that more than a few gays enjoyed them along with all the hetero guys looking for tips on how to pick up floozies and jilt no longer wanted fiances. So get ready for a big dose of testosterone as I give you a tour of the genre today. Oh, and we'll get to those weasels at the end of the set.
Seafood Buffet
You've heard of all you can eat seafood, but this cover is more like "seafood that can eat you all."
And speaking of getting eaten, someone wrote a story about watching Munoz get eaten.
Quicksand or honey?
Our cover man is supposed to be trapped in quicksand, but it looks to me like he's being
dipped in honey. Meanwhile, someone is going to tell us why they went nudist, and we
will be educated about flophouses, floozies, and forgetfulness. Given what typically
happens with flophouses and floozies, the forgetfulness was probably the best part.
American Manhood
So American Manhood went heavy on the phallic symbolism and gave their readers a half naked GI shooting off a large bazooka. Okaaay. At least they told the truth about venereal disease.
Stag
Stag's cover cowboy looks like he looked into the saloon and saw his boyfriend Smoky Joe
smooching with his best pal Traildust Ted. Don't worry, though, Dolly has a love slave
in the attic who just might be available for such an occasion.
For Men Only
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Kill and run nude, how your boss spies on you, and our latest imported sex racket all seem like interesting topics. I suppose the guy in red caught his boss spying on him and pushed him out the window, but why do I get the feeling that they ditched the female and ran off together?
A Bit Extreme
"Shoot your load --- and die"
Seems a bit extreme, don't you think?
At least he escaped the blonde booby trap.
Fury
The cover image should have been for a story captioned "Roscoe was not about to let his only chance to get laid in over a year drown." I do give "I Watched Myself Being Eaten Alive" credit for being interesting, but it doesn't really fit the picture . . . if it was even meant to.
Man to Man
This one's cover teasers raise a number of questions. Did the bulldozer jockey get raped in the Congo black wave of terror? Which came first, the alcoholism or the nymphomania? And finally, was the woman pirate the only queen on that ship? Somehow, I doubt she was. The guy in the hat looks like he has some definite designs on the prisoner he's holding on to for dear life.
Crabs
I think they should call this "The Night Things Went Terribly Wrong at Joe's Crab Shack."
If those piranas didn't put you off seafood for a while, this might.
What they really want
I think we know what these two really want, and perhaps they got it once they learned how
to jilt a woman . . . assuming either of them was ever interested in having one.
1001 Nights
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After shooting the outlaw, perhaps the cowboy will go
looking for his own 1001 Nights of Ruffian Dick.
Weasels and Zappa
And finally, as promised, we have the cover of Man's Life that inspired Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention's post-breakup album, Weasels Ripped My Flesh. In case you're wondering, this was a real magazine and not the product of Mr. Zappa's fervid imagination. The album cover is below:
Wednesday, March 26, 2025
Library Day
Today's theme is naked men in the library day, and we start with what is in all likelihood a modern photo. There is a vintage element there, however. The man is supposed to be Paul Levalley, a researcher who wrote an article about the history of nudist publications, many of which were stored in the library shown. Mr. Levalley also wrote a book on nudity and culture.
Floral Armchair I
This is the first of three appearances in today's set by that floral armchair
and the first of two by this particular model.
Basking
I would say the model here looks like he's basking in the sun,
but he's in the library, so it must be something else.
Bit of a Mess
I probably shouldn't dignify this messy scene by calling it a library. How about
"messy bedroom with a pile of books?" Having said all that, the model
and his hair pattern are a delight. Happy trails, anyone?
Only a watch
This model took off everything but his watch. Both the books
and the carpet were already old when this photo was taken.
Trollop
Many years ago Miss Magnolia Thunderpussy and I both came across a different photo of this model in another setting. Both of us had our trollop alarms go off simultaneously. Yes, I know that's horribly judgemental, but such was Ipernity in those days, and such was MMT and her cohort.
Oddball
The leather upholstered armchair is a classic, but I can only
describe the cowboy model (if that's what he is) as oddball.
Floral Armchair III
That floral armchair makes its third and final appearance of the day.
The gruff looking model seems a bit excited.
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