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Kristin Williams never planned to become the kind of woman who has this many stories. She thought nudism was going to be a quiet little hobby. A weekend thing. A small private rebellion against the seventeen pairs of Spanx she had recently liberated herself from.
The universe had other plans.
Over the course of a decade, Kristin has been trapped, exposed, stranded, walked in on, kicked out, and otherwise placed in every conceivable situation a nude or partially nude woman can find herself in. She has been stuck in a Palm Springs elevator with a pizza delivery guy named Trevor. She has lost her robe in a Costco parking lot in front of God and a woman named Wilma. She has dropped a towel in her sister's foyer at the exact moment the family parade arrived from the kitchen with a flag cake. She has run into her ex-boyfriend at a nude sauna and behaved badly enough to get herself kicked out. She has watched her friend Susan do something inexcusable in a hot tub at a bachelorette party. She has lost a bikini top in the Adriatic while a boyfriend in orange Crocs and a plastic poncho ruined her pilgrimage. And she has, yes, ended up entirely nude on the bridge deck of a Mediterranean cruise ship, face to face with a captain who turned out to be one of the kindest strangers she has ever met.
Each chapter unfolds in two parts. First, the full unvarnished story of what happened. Then the spiritual lesson Kristin pulled out of the wreckage, hard-won and often expensive, about consent, accountability, jealousy, family, friendship, authority, shame, and the long slow work of becoming the kind of woman who can finally be seen.
These are stories about being exposed in every sense of the word. About the moments when the costume comes off whether you wanted it to or not. About the strangers who turn out to be gentler than you expected, the friends who turn out to be more loyal than you deserved, and the version of yourself who has been waiting on the other side of the embarrassment all along.
Pour yourself something cold. The elevator is waiting.
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