Dave Barry wrote a fun article about Florida in the Wall Street Journal last Friday (Sept 2, 2016). It's behind their paywall, but I'll share a snippet:
"Almost any day of the year, I could walk out my front door naked and be perfectly physically comfortable until the police Taser me. Granted, sometimes in the summer (defined as June through the following June), it gets a little too warm down here, but too warm beats the hell out of too
cold. Too cold means if you stay outside too long you will die. Too warm means you might have to have another beer...."
I spent the day yesterday power washing and bleaching the patio, working on the pool, and doing all sorts of other messy sweaty things in the back yard in the heat, and sometimes in the rain. Being and staying nude throughout the day was much more practical and comfortable. I would have spent the day in dirty, gritty, wet, chafing, ruined clothing, sweating like a pig. Instead, I simply jumped into the pool whenever I felt like it or whenever I got the bleach on me. Jump out, continue.
But to Dave Barry's point, nine times out of ten, I do it just as easily and just as comfortably in mid January here. The only difference is it would be 75F and sunny, instead of 95F and mixed.
People think of "natives" here as being the Seminole tribe, when in reality they were refugees from the north just as most Floridians here are. I'm considered a "Florida native" only because I was born here and my father side has been in the state for several generations. Maybe when the influx of northern invaders dies down, people will start working and enjoying the parks and beaches naked. Until then, at least I have my own private oasis.