Nudity was a hippie thing in the '60's. When the 1910 wooden sailboat I crewed for a year broke down in Nassau in 1970, the girls took up body painting on deck. We were anchored near a yoga ashram on the Paradise Island side of the harbor. The glass-bottom boat tours made us part of their tour, hoping to show the tourists some naked hippie chicks. Eventually the harbormaster gave us 24 hours to leave after somebody nearly shat on a tour boat passing close under our stern (why do you think they call it the poop deck). We continued the repairs at North Bight, Andros Island (an uninhabited area). The closest people were a few miles away at an AUTEC base (naval sonar research station). I suppose they hadn't seen naked girls (or any people) in a while. They came out in a helicopter, jumped out and swam over to visit, bringing beer and other scarce supplies.