Ever get the desire to feel the wind on your butt cheeks as you pedal around on your favorite bicycle? If so, then you ought to start saving your cash now for a trip to Australia during the annual Melbourne naked bike ride. Actually, you may not have to go that far — naked bike rides are held around the world in locations as disparate as London, Hungary and Paraguay.
It certainly takes a lot of, well, balls to ride a bike naked. So hats off (clothes off?) to the crew of bold Melbourne riders.
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“[W]hat does it say about our culture that it’s plausibly a ‘nightmare’ for a physically attractive 30-year-old woman to be seen topless at a private home with her husband? I wouldn’t dream of criticizing any Duchess Middleton reaction to this. In a similar position I might well be very upset at the invasion of privacy. What I couldn’t help but imagine is how awesome it would’ve been had Middleton called a press conference on a nude beach, arrived topless with a thousand women, and told the assembled press, “The photographer who invaded my privacy had no right to capture those images, but I face that nightmare on a daily basis. And no one gives a damn until one of them photographs me topless? Grow up. I am unashamed of my body. In fact, I rather love it, as all these woman love their bodies. That makes some immature people uncomfortable. And it is their problem, not mine. If you’re sitting at home obsessing over photos of me topless, or giggling and pointing on the streets, it’s you who should feel embarrassment and shame, not me. I refuse to do it anymore.” Ours is a society where that People cover makes sense, and that speech would never happen. We’re doing it wrong.”
– The Atlantic writer Conor Friedersdorf in a fantastic piece about how we all need to learn how to deal with boobs. That’s basically the thesis: Boobs — deal with ‘em. I strongly encourage you to read the whole piece, which addresses the dual stories of Kate Middleton’s nude photos and also the teenaged girl, Amanda Todd, who committed suicide last week after a man photographed her breasts and showed them to her friends. Neither of these things should be a big deal, he argues, yet they are persistent cultural taboos. Friedersdorf hits the nail right on the head: the very same society that tells breastfeeding mamas they should go feed their infant in a dirty bathroom stall is the same society that makes teen girls think their naked boobs are something they should be ashamed about. The simple fact of the matter is that breasts should not be taboo. Be modest, if that suits you. Don’t be modest, if that suits you better. But breasts are not sinful or shameful or bad. [The Atlantic]
Writing about body love and acceptance? That’s my jam. Teaching women to embrace their supposed “flaws,” accept that physical beauty comes in infinite forms, and learn to love their own bodies just as they are? My life’s quest. So it is with great trepidation that I reveal the following: I really dislike being naked. I mean, if there’s gonna be a roll in the hay, that’s one thing, but hanging out in the locker room? Sleeping? Just about anywhere except the bathtub? I’d rather have a bare minimum of knickers and a bra. Keep reading »
This nude motorbike passenger was pulled over in Romania, but not for riding in her birthday suit. A traffic cop ticketed “the modern day Lady Godiva” for not wearing a helmet. “He gave her a warning and a ticket and told her and her companion to ride on,” said a witness. And that’s exactly what she did. She put on a helmet and hopped right back on that bike, still totally nude. Good for her, for having the confidence to ride without clothing. But I suppose the cop should have considered the dangers a naked woman might cause other drivers. Ogling accidents. [Metro UK]
“As a high fashion model I have long had a policy of no nudity or partial nudity in my photoshoots. For my recent [Elle Brasil] cover shoot I wore a body suit under a sheer dress, but recently discovered that the body suit was Photoshopped out to give the impression that I am showing much more skin than I actually was or am comfortable with. This was specifically against my expressed verbal and written direction. I’m extremely disappointed that my wishes and contract were ignored. I strongly believe every model has a right to set rules for how she is portrayed and for me these rules were clearly circumvented.”
– Coco Rocha, who has long been one of the more critical voices of the modeling industry, took to her Tumblr to slam the editors/publishers of Elle Brasil, which Photoshopped her against her wishes into a partially nude bodysuit for their cover. This is a little nipple-y looking.
Well, that was ballsy of you, Elle Brasil, to break contract. I’m assuming they’re so used to models being grateful for a magazine cover at all that they don’t think they have to stay true to their word? [Oh So Coco]
Most people would agree that going through airport security is annoying, and thanks to x-ray machines and frequent pat-downs, the process has become more and more invasive. This week, at the Portland airport, 50-year-old John E. Brennan decided he’d had enough, so when it came time to remove his shoes, he removed all of his clothes. Unfortunately no one else joined in the naked protest, and two security screening lanes were closed as TSA agents tried to convince Brennan to cover up. He was eventually arrested and charged with disorderly conduct and indecent exposure. The best part of this whole story might be a quote from Brennan’s father, responding to questions from reporters: “He’s never really under any stress. He works for a computer company in California. He does something with the Internet, which is just kind of mystical to me. This is quite a surprise.” [KATU]
Recently, I ended up naked in front of a full-length mirror. It was an accident. Seriously, it was. I don’t walk around naked that much. Anyway, there I was, naked, in front of this mirror. And for some reason, I took a long moment, just to look. And it was weird. Because it occurred to me that I never do that. Which I guess is actually pretty normal. But the weird part was that I didn’t really know my own naked body. It was vaguely familiar, of course. I mean, I do take showers and stuff. But I almost never pay attention to it, except to give it some unhelpful critique or be surprised by how chubby it’s gotten in certain places. Actually, ever since I gained some weight, I’ve wanted to be naked even less. Especially when there’s no immediate sex involved. Standing in front of the mirror, I had a small epiphany. I should get to know my naked body. I should get good at being naked. Actually, everyone should. If I was a dictator, I’d mandate daily naked time. And free healthcare for all! And cake! But mostly naked time. Why? Here are some reasons… Keep reading »
“The more I got naked, the more comfortable I felt. I just had to face my fear. You always find something wrong, you always find something you’re uncomfortable with, and one thing turns into another and you get embarrassed and self-conscious about it. After a while, it was like, ‘What’s the worst that can happen?’ I just started being a little more daring with it. It was just knowing my body is what it is under clothes or outside of clothes.”
– Rihanna tells Britain’s Women’s Fitness magazine about the confidence-building effects of stripping down for music videos and photo shoots. While most of us don’t have the desire or the means to flaunt our bods so publicly, the overall message of being comfortable with your naked self is definitely a universal truth. [People]