It's a wrap
A fav story was buying ice cream. My friend and I drove naked into the mountain in Gran Canaria when we got hungry and decided to buy ice creams. We stopped in a small village with a big car park, a few market stalls and a big restaurant. We parked up, donned our wraps and set off to the restaurant. On the way a stall holder offered to sell us trousers but we just went on. I chose the ice creams and went to pay. We stood in front of two young girls sat at the cash desk (guess where their eye level was). Did I mention that my wrap was see-through when close. I noted where their eyes were focussed - it wasn't on my face. They chatted and laughed before taking our money. I guess they liked seeing what they thought they should not have seen.
The best bit was yet to come. The next day we went back for a meal, this time properly dressed. As we sat down a waitress came up, looked at me closely and asked if I'd been there the day before. After I'd said "yes, to buy ice cream" she rushed off to tell all the other waitresses. And they were delighted that we'd left Maspalomas to visit their restaurant, twice!