On Monday, I read this post by Tall, Dark and Dominant and it got me pretty riled up. As a former stripper and someone who’s always willing to get my kit off at the first opportunity, be that on a beach, by a pool, in a bar, I have many times been told to ‘put it away’, ‘put it back on’, etc. I always oblige and I try not to take offence but wwwhhhyyyy? Why are we so ashamed of skin?
Why is it deemed ‘dangerous to children’ if I’m on a beach with my top off? And, let me clarify here, I’m just topless. I don’t go wandering around buck naked on a family friendly beach but, if I did, so what? Why should children learn that human bodies are something to be ashamed of? Maybe if we all stayed naked more often, we’d have better self image because we’d see what a real body looks like.
I remember my mum taking baths with me as a child and I was never grossed out by what I saw, more curious. “Mummy, what’s that?” and “Why don’t I have hair there?” If I ever have kids (and that’s a big if), I’d want them to be the same, to be comfortable in their own skin and to celebrate it. Yes, I understand there’s a time and a place but, when we’ve gotten to the point that women can’t breastfeed their babies in public outside of a mother’s room or without a blanket, things are drastically wrong.
Naked bodies aren’t dirty or obscene or something we should only reveal when we’re about to fuck. They’re natural. It’s how we’re born and it’s a sad, sad day the day we start telling our kids to cover up when they’re running around the backyard in the nude (unless it’s because they’ll get cold or sunburnt, I can be reasonable). Anyways, I don’t want to stray into a weird kiddie nudity rant because that’s not what this is about. It’s about how adults’ attitudes towards nudity are affecting us and the risk we run of passing it onto our kids while shaming other adults at the same time.
But that’s enough for now. Rant over. I have to get ready for a lunch date. Gosh, I’m (we’re) popular.