French Naturist Contest [portable] -

Each contestant had to stand on a seashell-shaped podium and, for thirty seconds, declare why they loved being naked.

The contenders for the "Pine Cone d'Or" were three very different souls. french naturist contest

Each competitor had to run fifty meters, dive into the sea, emerge, and build a sand castle while humming the Marseillaise . Gérard’s belly jiggled like a happy pudding as he ran. Simone glided, leaving barely a footprint. Léo tripped over a bucket and landed face-first in a dune. The crowd—a hundred nude onlookers sipping rosé—cheered wildly. Each contestant had to stand on a seashell-shaped

He stood there, pale and trembling. No one laughed at him. The judges leaned forward. For the first time, Léo didn't try to cover his chest. Gérard’s belly jiggled like a happy pudding as he ran

Third place went to a woman named Brigitte who had juggled oranges for Le Petit Quelque Chose (she got a 9.0 for whimsy). Second place was Gérard, for his unshakable good cheer. First place, by a unanimous vote, went to Simone—the old librarian who had turned silence into a prayer.

Gérard went first. He puffed out his chest. "The uniform of the postman is heavy," he bellowed. "But here? No letters, no bills, no complaints. Only the wind on my skin and the sun on my soul!" He struck a pose. The crowd applauded. Judge René gave a 9.2 for L’Intégrité .