Freedom
I really enjoy the feeling of freedom, being naked amongst others. I just spent two brilliant weeks staying with friends. They were happy for me to be naked almost 24/7 as we chatted, drank, dined and did many other things, totally relaxed. They were clothed most of the time but that made no difference. In contrast I spent nearly 24 hours at Cap d'Agde, amongst many hundreds of nudists. Again I enjoyed the feeling of freedom, walking around the big complex totally naked.
I have a friend who is nudist tolerant, but not much inclined toward nudism himself (apart from a little skinnydipping). One week we vacationed together on separate islands (I had a boat and he didn't, so I dropped him off on one island, and I camped on the next island. Each evening, I would stop by for dinner and to check on his wellbeing.
We were there Monday - Friday. On Thusday, a mini cold front moved in and it was a little on the chilly side. I knew it would be too cold do do the dinner thing nude, so I wore a shirt and pants.
When I walked into my friend's campsite, he startled. He didn't recognize me with clothes on! He thought someone else had landed on the island, and walked into his camp uninvited.