I had never experienced such freedom. I had never felt so proud about myself, my sexuality and my body, no matter how imperfect it is.
Some were artists. Some were students. Some were senior citizens. Some were professional office types. Some were families with kids. A good number had beautiful bodies and a lot didn't. But nearly all of the people gathered for the 10th World Naked Bike Ride had one thing in common.
Having recently completed Chicago's chapter of the annual World Naked Bike Ride, I heartily concur with the "cycling helps your brain" theory.
Pleasure is about being happy and feeling good about ourselves. Living a life filled with pleasure can make us feel sexier, younger and more energetic. It can all start with the creation of your very own 'Pleasure Plan'.
"David, sir, let's talk about all things Purple."
So there we were: jogging up the bluffs with mud covered shoes and bodies covered in, well... nothing. It was one of those nights to do something out...
In the days leading up to our encounter a peculiar thing happened -- I panicked. All along I had convinced myself that the shoot was a hero's journey designed to combat ageism and show our community that we're sexy, vital and important at any age. Turns out it wasn't the world that needed reassurance -- it was me.
For the deliciously disabled, getting naked holds with it a few connotations, challenges and a level of connectedness that I want to expose for you all.
While some of the images may have local bluestocking blue-hairs clutching their pearls before the scales fall from their eyes, the less provincial and parochial will be able to appreciate what Swenson calls humanity's most fundamental drive -- sexuality, seen through the eyes of over thirty artists.
In order to leave a legacy you'll be proud of, you first need to figure out what your personal mission statement is.
Because showing up naked to Wednesday-night volleyball is almost never received as well as you'd hope (even if the hot setter is wearing a "Co-ed Naked Volleyball" tee), here's a guide to the best -- and most welcoming -- places in the world to let it all hang out.
The plain truth that they're missing is that physical appearance isn't very important. To some extent, it reflects a life lived, especially at the extreme ends of the "looks" continuum.
It's not that the folks in one part of the country eat healthier than the others, but I come from a place in the South where if you slow down for a yellow light, we will deep fry your car.
Approaching the venue in south London, I berated myself. Why on earth had I volunteered to strip off my clothes in front of people I'd never met before? In broad, pitiless daylight? With faltering steps, I persuaded myself to continue, although doubts continued to raise their ugly heads.
In a fair and truly gender-equitable world, there would be an equal assortment of nude shots featuring both genders, and we wouldn't be conditioned to perceive of them as anything other than damn fine.