The Nude Beach and the Single Female
What it’s like to bare it all outdoors as a woman
“Hippie Hollow.”
“What’s that?” I asked, staring over my margarita at my date for the evening.
“It’s a clothing-optional part of Lake Travis in Austin. I think you’d love it.”
He had officially lost me at “clothing-optional,” but that didn’t mean I wasn’t intrigued. I…