Ashley Fonda and Alika Medeiros met on the same episode of Dating Naked as a lady from Strong Island who refused to strip. #Whatevs. And this guy. Christ.
Ashley is an outgoing, inspirational and empowered artist from Denver who wanted to let her personality shine through the freedom of bare skin.
Alika self-defined himself as a “spiritual teacher and sexual healer” who uses sexual energy to help people evolve.
There have been 60 people on this show. A bunch are there for the love ceremony. They’re calling it a wedding, but then they aren’t. Continuity pls.
Their love, per Ashley, is profound. They are on the same path, vibration, level. She says those words as footage of she and Alika naked surfing aired.
This show is patently absurd, but they don’t seem to be fauxing.
Anyway, Wee Wee and Joe are there. And Kristen and Chuck. And on and on.
They’ve packed a resort with a bunch of horny naked people of various intellectual levels and musical aptitude.
Name that song, copyright close, but with a record-your-own-video Boardwalk-front “studio” sensibility.
Chloroform is referenced early on.
The gentleman who won Wee Wee’s heart is dispensing love advice. He’s met Wee Wee’s mom Rose.
Alika and Ashley arrive. Shaman and acolyte.
They have matching tattoos, Ashley and Alika. Intertwined. Alkalisé.
Time and space lapse and expand. The wedding party is drawn into Naked Yoga. It is a session led by Blue Cheetah. It turns into a gigglefest. Disrespectful to Blue Cheetah, though it he sees not, but only for a while.
Blue Cheetah enters their core.
Namaste.
HARK! This was an intentionality, says Ashley. To shake the silliness away. Purity of soul. Purity of mind. Love. Everywhere.
Woe, silli- and/or awkwardness undulate throughout.
Ceremony time. Instead of a guestbook, a canvass for paint application. Body as brush.
Other people from the show start showing up. Action immediate.
Liddy wingmanzoned AJ, who hits on Wee Wee. That draws the attention of boyfriend Joe, who thinks AJ looks like Channing Tatum. Wee Wee doesn’t think she flirted. This is for good reason as flirt Wee Wee did not. Yet Joe storms off. Wee Wee gives chase, and talks sense to her man, who just cares for her, admitting to a certain level of emotional inflation.
The time is nigh for vocal love to be exchanged.
Shaman Regal and Shaman Naia officiate.
The beatings of the drums the clattering of rattles. An Ashley-tear-inducing vibration creation.
A discussion, between shamans and loveceremonialists, centers on mutual happiness and unfettered devotional love.
They start doing weird shit, like, right then.
Epilogue:
Post-fauxptials, Joe propo, uh, asks Wee Wee to move in with him. She said YES!!!
Alika addresses his Naked Family or something like that.
Knobby Kneed Guy tries to pick Steven’s chick up after Marissa (?) and Steven just split up. Advance fended off.
Ashley and Alika retire to their wedding tent, the threshold traditionally honored, love’s uniting force holds true.