Let’s just start with the obvious: Belize is hot. Like sweat-dripping-down-your-back-into-your-buttcrack hot. The kind of hot where wearing clothes feels like a personal insult from the sun. So naturally, I thought, what better place to get naked?

Hi, I’m Kristin—spiritual Democrat, hopeless romantic, full-time nudist, and part-time mosquito magnet. You may remember me from my Costa Rican naked escapades involving jungle mushrooms, sunburned nipples, and a man named Andrés who ruined me (in a good way) for all future men. But now, dear reader, I’ve taken my bare buns and chaotic energy to Belize, and baby… this country did not disappoint.

This isn’t your average travel guide. This is for the curious, the brave, the slightly unhinged. This is for the person who’s ready to ditch the itchy bikini and ask the important life questions like:

• Can I legally be naked here?

• Will the iguanas judge me?

• Is it okay that my pubes are uneven and I forgot my razor?
  Yes, yes, and absolutely.

In this book, I’ll show you where to go, how to do it, what not to sit on, and why a full-body tan is the best decision you’ll ever make. You’ll meet some new characters, some old friends (yes, Susan Hasseltree makes an appearance, and no, she has not learned to control her bodily functions), and of course, you’ll hear about the time I tried to skinny dip on a snorkeling trip and accidentally mooned an entire boat of British tourists.

Because Belize is wild. It’s rum-soaked, reef-kissed, jungle-wrapped paradise, and the perfect place to live your best naked life. Whether you’re lounging on a secret beach in Placencia, doing tequila-fueled downward dog on a dock in Ambergris Caye, or climbing a Maya ruin with your bits flapping in the wind (not recommended but… stories happen), you’re in for a damn good time.

So let’s get this tan started. Drop the towel. Grab your bug spray. And let’s go find the best damn places in Belize to be totally, gloriously, questionably legally… nude.

Let the wild rumpus begin.