Twenty years of always being naked

Candace was approaching her mid-40's, and couldn't exactly remember the last time she wore clothes. As far as people could remember, she had always been the town nudist. When people would ask her how and why she got into nudism, she just shrugged and said it was a long story.

And by no means was Candace wrong. She was never technically a nudist, it was just that during the senior year of college she started losing her clothes in public. Whether it was a disastrous winter or summer break, or something as simple as getting stripped in a catfight, she was always prone to wardrobe malfunctions. While this was humiliating in of itself, it was her inability to get quickly dressed later that really rubbed salt in the wound. She would often lose her keys and other personal effects along with her clothes, which made getting into her residences particularly painful and ensured that any stints of nudity would last at least several hours.

After she graduated college, her luck in her wardrobe got even worse. While during her senior year in college she was fully nude probably 30 percent of the time and fully clothed about 20 percent, two years later those proportions had become a respective 50 and 5 percent. That's right - by the time Candace was in her mid-20's, half of the time she was spending on this earth was in her birthday suit, and the majority of the rest was spent either in the process of losing what clothes she had left, or covering herself with such inadequate materials as Tyvek, aluminum foil, or sandwich boards. For every 24 hours Candace had in a day, only a precious one and a quarter involved her being fully clothed like the other productive members of society around her.

This, as can be imagined, negatively impacted Candace's life, not only in her career (even as an artist, let alone something that would have actually made money) but also in her social bonds. She spent 30 days in the county jail for fistfighting someone who had compared her to Tami Smithers, and many of the friends who had tolerated her "shenanigans" in college jumped ship as they realized that she wasn't going to get dressed anytime soon. After a while of this, Candace saw **** but to concede to fate and stop wearing clothes altogether, though the process was so gradual that Candace had no clear memory of when fate took away the last clothes she ever had on.

Not that this decision made things any better. Despite her pleas for a dress, she was always the naked bridesmaid at the weddings of the friends she had left. Funerals and christenings were no better - after a few wardrobe malfunctions at the services of her grandparents and great-aunts and uncles, she tried mourning attire for her Uncle Frank but the women on that side of the family cornered her before the ceremony and stripped her butt naked "to get it over with", sending her the message that she shouldn't bother. She loved being an aunt to the nieces and nephews who were too young for a concept of modesty, but once they became four or five their parents would find it too awkward to explain why Aunt Candace never wore clothes so stopped bringing them. The only positives Candace could see were about her body. She was so thoroughly tanned from the experience that she never had to use any sunscreen, and her breasts remained quite perky for lack of a bra even as the beginning of wrinkles started appearing on her face.

One day, Candace looked back at her life as her 45th birthday was looming. She realized that she must not have worn clothes in almost fifteen, if not twenty, years. Her heart sank at the realization that she had spent all of her thirties in the nude, and had almost forgotten how clothes felt on her body. She then realized that much of her college days had been spent naked because she couldn't afford clothes as a broke college student, but now this wasn't the case. So, wanting to make a change in her life and figuring that her bad luck was behind her, she grabbed a tape measure and wrote several measurements down, before going on Amazon and ordering an outfit to wear.