Let’s be honest, nude is never just nude.

There’s rose nude, beige nude, dusty nude, mocha nude, peachy nude, golden nude, barely-there nude, and “I-woke-up-like-this” nude. There’s the kind that looks like silk on skin and the kind that dares you to touch. Some nudes whisper. Others smolder.

But here’s what I’m dying to know…

What nude drives you wild?

Is it the smooth curve of soft light against bare skin?

The delicate lace that almost covers, but doesn’t?

The kind that leaves everything to the imagination or absolutely nothing?

We all have that one image, that one shade, that one memory we can’t quite shake.

So tell me, no filters, no holding back.

What nude do you like?

I want the details. The story. The moment. The reason it lingers.

Drop it in the comments.

Slide in my inbox.

Send it like a confession… or a dare.

Because of this post?

It’s just the beginning.

— xoxo