Why It’s Good To Be Naked In Public

Version 2I got a real naked education when I moved to Europe. I wouldn’t say Canadians are prudish but, in our unfailing commitment to be polite, being naked in change rooms, sporting events, the beach… it just isn’t…nice. In Europe, the social climate of nakedness is totally different and, I’ve realized, it’s good to be naked in public.

Naked is Normal

My first naked experience was going to watch a bike race in Holland. I unavoidably saw countless very, very white bums as riders changed in the street post-race. That experience turned out to be normal at sporting events in France and Spain too. On the beaches,  I saw women of all ages and shapes (natural and man-made) frolic and sunbathe topless without anyone batting an eyelash. At the physio or chiropractor wherever I was living, I was the weirdo who wanted to keep my shorts on. I was so shocked at first. I couldn’t believe how all these people could be so comfortable in public spaces! Then, a hundred or so white bums later, the culture shock wore off. I also wasn’t batting an eyelash at the topless young woman playing volleyball with her guy friends on the beach. Just seeing people be naked (in appropriate places of course) and that being okay triggered a subtle perspective change.

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Normal is a Broad Spectrum

As a swimmer and gym bunny, change rooms became part of my recalibration. I noticed cultural attitudes towards the body are reflected in, not only the way people acted in change rooms, but also in the design of the change rooms with the distribution of communal and private spaces. In Canada, it’s normal to wriggle into your clothes under a concealing towel; in Spain, where the gym change room had no private place to change, the majority of women changed and showered without a shielding cloak. In France, there were always private changing spaces for men and women but then the locker area and shower spaces were communal. On a regular basis, I was seeing normal bodies (in my case specifically women’s) and seeing the expanse of the spectrum, from wrinkly cellulite to ripped six-pack, started to balance out years of seeing bodies through the lens of the mass media as well as from the perspective of a more conservative cultural background. It all left me feeling exactly how I should feel about my body: that it was normal.

Normal is Confident

Seeing regular people being so comfortable with their bodies in a public space it was initially distressing to me. How could I feel so uncomfortable and self-conscious when everyone else–of all shapes, sizes and ages–seemed so much more happy and relaxed? The impact of seeing more body-confident people changed the attitude I had toward my own body. I wasn’t about to go prance around the women’s locker room starkers but I started to cultivate a new inner self-confidence. When I returned home to Canada, as most of the women guarded their privacy with their “security blankets,” I no longer was in fear someone might see something that wasn’t perfect because I knew I was normal. I almost wanted people to see how comfortable I was changing so that they could see it was okay, that natural was normal.

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My sport keeps me focused on the health of my body but–and here’s my dirty little secret–I feel pretty much the same in my body as I did before I started participating in sports. I was lucky enough to be raised with good body confidence but I had my insecurities like everyone. I remember looking at pro athletes on television and in magazines thinking they must never feel the way I do about my stomach. Well, let me tell you, I still look in the mirror at my stomach. It’s as flat as it ever has been but it looks exactly the same to me as it did when I was unfit and heavier, especially compared to my six-pack-clad competition. I feel the same insecurities now than I did when I was a teenager but now I have the ability to talk back to those feelings and combat them with reality. The reality that, not only is my body strong and capable of so much, but–more powerfully–that it is completely and perfectly normal from my stomach to my cellulite. It’s not about never feeling insecure, it’s about having the power to acknowledge those insecurities and choosing to lean on your confidence instead.

The crucial part, I realized, is that it’s a learned state of mind. I had the power the whole time. Apparently, I just had to get naked in public first.

26 responses to “Why It’s Good To Be Naked In Public

  1. Nice post 😀 It took me a lot longer than you to feel comfortable nude in public. A decade ago, I joined a private racquet club, where in the change room, showers, and steam bath, we are unclothed most the the time. I was uncomfortable at first, but now think nothing of it. I can’t say I don’t have body image insecurities but have learned that mirrors can lie.

  2. After loosing all my body hair during chemo and a mastectomy I somehow got my confidence back as to what now is my “norm” and in between the locker room awkwardness I now have the ability to say… “Don’t forget to check your boobies or you too might loose them!”

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  7. Reblogged this on Nu et heureux – Naked and Happy and commented:
    Naked is normal! Well written article. I particularly like this sentence “It’s not about never feeling insecure, it’s about having the power to acknowledge those insecurities and choosing to lean on your confidence instead.” Nudism helps building confidence.

  8. As time passes and I live a healthier life (working out every day, eating a healthy diet, sleeping in the nude – which means getting quality sleep), I have become much more comfortable in my own body – and prefer to be nude as much as possible. In Europe, I have been to beaches and resorts where being nude is the norm and it is the odd conservative tourist from America with a swim suit on who gets the odd looks. In fact, I find that when I am nude, either at home or in public, I am actually happier, not just more relaxed and less stressed, but actually happier because I do not have any clothes on.

  9. Naked friends are the best! I just returned from a great weekend at Cypress Cove Nudist Resort in Florida (USA).

  10. Glad to read how comfortable you are nude (where appropriate, which actually can be a lot of places). I’m actually happier when I am nude than when I have clothes on – both in private places and in public places. It is wonderful to be comfortable with one’s body.

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  13. Ah! To be young and athletic again.

    I, too, shake my head at locker rooms where nobody takes a shower and the pants get changed under a towel, if at all. When I was young in America, nude showers in the locker room were mandatory in school. Now the do gooders are afraid the kids will be mortified and the gym teacher will be spying. So now it is often forbidden.

    I’m afraid my athleticism is pretty much limited to bike rides and hikes these days. Yet I realize there are people with far less physical resource than I have and they have the right to love themselves too!

  14. Excellent article. It’s really sad how many Americans are so ashamed of their body that they have to hide it in the locker room, like the Canadians apparently. If they would learn to just get over it it is so much more liberating than they could ever imagine. Being shamed of our own bodies make no sense at all.

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