“pretty as a peach”

It’s high season for peaches here in the mitten.  Joy!  And better yet, the freestones are here, with Bellaires leading the way.  The beauties in the peck I bought at the farmers’ market yesterday morning are already stripped, sliced, and put up.  A ritual I thoroughly enjoy.  But every time I gaze on a bowl of peaches I’ve just peeled – pretty in their own right – I wonder if I’ve deprived the fruit of some of its beauty just to save eaters of my bounty from having to fight through fuzz.  After all, isn’t it that skin that makes them “pretty as a peach”?  So I ask the readers of this blog to help me decide: do you prefer your peaches clothed or naked?