IMG_0623This past week, the weather in New York skipped over spring entirely and went directly to summer. 92 degrees! That’s high even for summer. And just a week ago it was 46. No matter. We’ve given up trying to figure out the climate. Instead, we went to Central Park to see the cherry trees in bloom.

IMG_0636It was a midday event on a weekday, so just a couple of us came out, but it was no less beautiful for all that.

IMG_0258IMG_0470The crook of a branch made a lovely seat, even if we did get chased out of the perch by a group of grade-school boys who made it clear to us that this was their tree, and they always climbed it at 3pm when school let out, and they weren’t going to change their afternoon ritual for anyone.

IMG_0314IMG_0350IMG_0372Once again: no matter. Central Park is big and bountiful, and there are hills and rocks and lawns to lie on–

IMG_0385IMG_0425IMG_0443–and other trees to greet with ardor–

IMG_0563–and of course the Central Park Reservoir to go visit for a post-ardor smoke.

IMG_0653IMG_0683A less-than-well-informed Central Park Conservancy employee drove up at one point and half-heartedly tried to hassle us about being topless, but he was in the wrong, we told him he was, and he grumbled off into his truck again.

IMG_0294.jpgAside from that one minor annoyance, it was as lovely an afternoon as it could’ve been. And we look forward to returning soon!

Would you like to join us? All open-minded, body-positive women are welcome. Just email us at toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com. We’ll be glad to let you into our secret cherry grove. 🙂

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IMG_9607We recently received an email message from a woman in Turkey that broke our heart, but also filled us with gratitude and hope. With her permission, we’re sharing her message here (but not her name).

Hi! I am a 31 year old woman from Istanbul, Turkey and I have been following your blog for a few years now. I just wanted to say that you are very, VERY fortunate sisters of mine that happen to live far, far away from me. I cannot imagine sunbathing topless here in Istanbul. I would be sexually harrassed and then arrested within an hour. Plus, I would have photos of me circulating to shame and harrass me forever.

Despite living in this reality, reading the blog and looking at the photos make me feel at peace, knowing that there are some places in the world where I could live the way I want to. I deserve like-minded sisters to read with, and my boobs deserve sunlight!

I hope to visit New York City someday, and if that day ever comes, I would LOVE to come spend an afternoon at the park with you people if it is OK. I love scifi books and comics ❤

Thank you so much for making the world a better place! Maybe someday the whole world will see that female nipples are not the worst of the planet’s problems.

Hope to meet you someday,

Love,
[NAME REDACTED]

Some people ask, why do we make such a big deal about the freedom to go topless when it’s already legal where we live? This is why.

IMG_9900IMG_87xxBAnd yes, we told her we would love to meet her if she ever comes to New York. And we would love to meet you, too, whether you live in New York or are just visiting (we’re meeting a fan from Belgium today, and one from France tomorrow!), whether you’ve never bared your breasts outdoors or have been doing it since you were a child, whether you’re nervous about it or elated, and no matter how young or old you are or what you look like. All women are welcome; all women deserve to be free.

Just email us at toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com.

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IMG_0034Those of you who have been following our adventures for a while have come to recognize some of our members. “Whatever happened to that one with the tattoo of a moth on her abdomen?” you’ll ask. Or, “It was nice to see the member with the green stars on her arms.” (Tattoos are helpful identifiers when you don’t have clothes on.)

And we love welcoming the same people back, summer after summer. But we also love welcoming first-timers, and this past week, when the thermometer briefly poked its nose into the high 70s, we held a picnic in Central Park specially for people who’d never been to one of our events before.

IMG_9443IMG_9945In fact, many of them told us they had never gone topless anywhere before — not in a public place. And you can see from the smiles on their faces just how happy an experience it was for them.

IMG_9656IMG_9392IMG_9783It makes us appreciate what we’ve got that much more when we get to see it through the eyes of someone who’s never had it before, or at least never had it at home. (One new member told us she got used to sunbathing topless when she lived in Europe. But America isn’t Europe, and this was the first time she’d ever done it here.)

IMG_0016IMG_9554We had plenty of people around us who weren’t topless, but happily not one of them — not one — questioned our right to enjoy the sun bare to the waist. In fact, no one said a word to us, and even the occasional glance we got was passing and respectful.

IMG_9428One pair of little girls walked past with hands up by their eyes to block their view…but as we watched, we saw one of them peek through her fingers. Maybe in ten years or so, when she’s deciding for herself what to wear in the park, she’ll have a vague memory of this day and it will help her decide to choose the path of freedom.

IMG_0141IMG_9563In the meantime, we enjoyed our freedom as we always do. We read–

IMG_9334IMG_9929IMG_9800IMG_9691We snacked on things healthy and un–

IMG_9651IMG_9838We enjoyed the feeling of our bodies under the sun–

IMG_9689IMG_9413And we left feeling warmer and healthier than we have for a long time. Not just because of the sunlight, though that was wonderful, but because of the freedom. Because of how good it feels to be happy and (nearly) naked outdoors, to do it together with a group of smart, interesting, like-minded women, and to know we’re safe and in the right. It was a delicious afternoon, and we were especially glad to share it with newcomers.

IMG_9380We would love to share it with you, too, if you’re a woman in the New York area and would like to see what it’s like for yourself. Just send us an email. We’re at toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com. We’ll never share your name with anyone, and anything you’re wondering about you can ask us. We would be so very happy to hear from you.

Because your breasts deserve to feel the touch of the sun too.

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IMG_8487The first dozen days of April were cold in New York City, and now here we are on April 16th and it’s both cold and rainy. It was cold and rainy yesterday, too. And windy. But you know when it wasn’t cold, rainy, and windy? Friday the 13th.

IMG_8267Friday the 13th will henceforth live in our memory as one of the luckiest days of the year. We woke up in the morning to the unaccustomed spectacle of sunny skies, and they just got sunnier as the day wore on.

IMG_8560rOut in Central Park, on the lawn at Columbus Circle, a group of men were playing football on the grass, some of them with no shirts on. Some of the spectators looking on were shirtless too — the male spectators.

IMG_8242But until we arrived, there wasn’t a woman in the place who had the temerity to take her top off. Well, temerity is our middle name. (Really, check our birth certificate, you’ll see.) So no sooner were we sitting down than our tops were lying on the grass beside us.

IMG_8443It was a chance to catch up with some old friends…

IMG_8940IMG_9141IMG_8761…and to meet some new ones, too. (We have a feeling our new friends will be old friends before the summer is out.)

IMG_8855rIMG_8587IMG_8619IMG_8625We were visited at one point by a beautiful dog, whose owner was in town from Florida, where she says she gladly goes naked on the beach. But she wasn’t quite ready to go topless with us here. Not sure why, since we were clearly doing it with no adverse consequences. But we’re glad she spent some time chatting with us, and maybe if she comes back to New York sometime this summer she’ll look us up again.

IMG_8811IMG_8774IMG_8790By the way, if you’re going to be in New York this summer and would like to join us, just drop a note to toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com. We welcome all women who would like to share this experience with us!

Also by the way: you don’t need to be an adorable puppy to get scratched behind the ears. 🙂

IMG_8846All that talk of going nude on the beach in Florida may have inspired us, or maybe it was just the presence of beautiful yellow flowers in full bloom, but one of us decided she needed to experience nature au naturel. Temerity, remember.

IMG_8963IMG_8990IMG_9021IMG_9023IMG_9071IMG_9108Happily her naked moment conferrin’ with the flowers (yes, we’re Oz fans, too) didn’t cause any alarm bells to clang and we were able to finish out the afternoon bare to the waist.

IMG_8465IMG_8381How lovely it was! How salubrious and gleeful and, and…human. Even when the time came to get dressed again, we did it with big smiles on our faces.

IMG_9115IMG_9131Every man in the city should have the experience of walking bare-chested in the park on a beautiful spring day — and every woman, too. Men have been doing it forever, of course. But now? Now women are too. And we couldn’t feel luckier.

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IMG_7435Around the start of the year, a trainer in New York made headlines when he announced that he’d be offering nude workout classes in his fitness studio. Naturally we contacted him and asked if we could try one of his classes — we’re always looking for new and interesting things to do in the nude! But the response we got was noncommittal and he managed to duck actually scheduling a session with us for the longest time. Then when he finally did schedule one — through some British PR firm, oddly — they cancelled on us at the eleventh hour.

IMG_7741Sadly, our guess is that the whole announcement was just a publicity stunt — we can find no evidence that he’s ever actually gone through with these classes (there don’t seem to be any reviews online, for instance, and no articles covering anything but the initial announcement, and no mention of these classes on his website, nor any mention on his Facebook page after the January press blitz).

But even if this particular trainer was just trying to get attention, that doesn’t mean the idea isn’t a good one.

IMG_7416IMG_7423After all, who wouldn’t prefer to work out in the nude if it were an option? No annoying seam pressing into your tailbone during stretches; no sweat collecting in your workout gear; no difficulty seeing the alignment of muscles so you can check your form. Sure, there are some exercises you wouldn’t want to do naked — jumping rope comes to mind — but there are plenty more that you would.

IMG_8199So we decided to take the idea and run with it. One of our members is a personal trainer, and she stepped in to lead the class; and in place of a gym, we booked the terrific little exercise studio we’ve used in the past for naked yoga. That, plus invitations extended to half a dozen of the most open-minded fitness buffs we know, and we were ready for our inaugural workout.

IMG_7223IMG_7324IMG_7343And it was wonderful — everything we could’ve wished. One of our participants (pictured above) had this to say about it: “What made this nude fitness class so refreshing and beautiful was that everyone participating shared the same mindset that nudity doesn’t need to be sexual. I worried much less about what I look like than I do just going to a regular gym. I was able to focus more on my form because I could clearly see what the instructor’s body was doing and see and feel my own body better. Plus, it’s very convenient to not have to bring workout clothes with you!”

IMG_7479We kicked things off with squats and pushups —

IMG_7457— then moved on to lunges and work with resistance bands —

IMG_7526IMG_7586IMG_7653— ab work and balance poses —

IMG_7642IMG_7705— some extra work for thighs and glutes —

IMG_7965IMG_8021— all interspersed with rest breaks in child’s pose, stretches, and the occasional dance interlude.

IMG_8182IMG_7608We all emerged from the session energized, if a tiny bit sore (only in the best way, of course), and determined to do it again soon.

Only next time? We want to do it outdoors on a warm day in the middle of Central Park. (Don’t worry, we’ll bring g-strings to keep it all legal.)

IMG_7685IMG_7549IMG_7513Would you like to join us? Drop us email at toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com. We’ll gladly welcome any open-minded, body-positive women in the New York area.

IMG_7718Hell, we’ll even welcome Harry Hanson, if he wants some pointers on what this whole nude workout thing is all about.

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IMG_6608By now our favorite spa should be hip-deep in the renovations they’ve been planning for months and months — but those renovations have been delayed, and that means we got the opportunity to indulge one more time before the sledgehammers come out.

IMG_6547Fourteen of us showed up, a mix of old-timers and first-timers (a couple of second-timers, too), and spent the better part of an evening soaking in tubs filled with rose petals, whole lemons, and herbs that put us in mind of chicken soup…

IMG_6573…as well as baking in the 180-degree heat of a sauna supposedly fashioned of precious stone. (It’s definitely stone. Whether the stone is precious or not, who knows? But the sensation of being in there surely is.)

IMG_6589IMG_6594And for the record, naked is definitely the way to soak in a hot tub or lie in a sauna. Who in the world would prefer having a clingy wet swimsuit on, or a heavy robe, or even a towel? You want your skin exposed to the warm air, the warm water. The idea of a spa that requires you to cover yourself is like a mani-pedi place that requires you to wear gloves and Doc Martens the whole time.

IMG_6575There were also massages for everyone and some delicious Korean barbecue with soju to finish the night. Delicious all around.

IMG_6563And now it’s April! We probably have one more indoor event in us before it’s warm enough for us to meet outdoors, but it’ll start feeling like spring before you know it. We’ll be out in Central Park, bare as the law allows, enjoying the sun and the breeze and the freedom. Wouldn’t you like to join us sometime? If you’re a body-positive woman in the New York area who might like to discover what it feels like to take your shirt off in the park with a group of other warm, friendly, like-minded women, send us email: toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com. We welcome the bold and the merely curious and everyone in between.

And we would love to hear from you.

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IMG_6531For our second annual private lesson with the incomparable Willow of Naked In Motion (purveyors of nude yoga to New York, Boston, and Parts Unknown), we decided to turn the lights down low and practice our asanas to the illumination of a dozen flickering candles.

IMG_6516IMG_6513cIMG_6524This was a boon for the room’s tranquility; less so for the event’s photography. (We did try taking a photo or two with the flash turned on, but that shattered the serenity and we quickly turned it off again. The only bright sparks we displayed from then on were the divine internal variety. Namaste.)

IMG_6508This lesson combined yoga and a bit of pilates, with some extra attention given to pelvic floor muscles and other areas of interest to participants.

IMG_6533IMG_6532After the lesson, we found repose in child’s pose…

IMG_6514…as well as strawberries and Oreos. Ancient, meet modern.

IMG_6470Then it was time to head out into the cold once more.

IMG_6479But we headed out more centered, more relaxed, and in better shape. What more could you ask of an evening’s recreation?

Our thanks to Willow, who was patient, encouraging, and supportive and reminded us that it’s good both to push our bodies and to enjoy them. She helped us do both, and we left with big smiles on our faces.

If you get a chance to participate in a session with Willow, we give it our highest recommendation.

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