Mostly when we hold our topless events it’s in a park — Central Park, Washington Square Park, what-have-you. Lacking private back yards, parks are where New Yorkers go when they want to get a little sun, and seeing someone less than fully dressed in the park isn’t so very unusual.

But what about traveling to and from the park? Most of us choose to wait until we’re on the grass and surrounded by trees before taking our tops off. But not all. And we want to salute those of our members who are bold enough to take this extra step in the direction of feeling comfortable outdoors in our freedom-loving city.

If men can go top-free on the city streets (and they can, and they do — you see plenty of shirtless male joggers this time of year), women should be able to do it as well, free from shame or criticism.

And we’re very happy to report that women can. It takes a certain amount of confidence and DGAF — but if you’ve got those things, there’s no sidewalk you can’t proudly walk down, no intersection you can’t cross, with your shoulders back, your chin up, and your chest proudly bare.

Yes, even in the subway.

Want to try it? 🙂 Write to us at toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com — we’ll find the event that’s right for you.