A week ago, we were told that the mini-documentary about us that was filmed back in June by the folks at 60-Second Docs wouldn’t actually air until November — the day after Thanksgiving, to be specific. Well, our holidays came early: we got word that the documentary is actually going live online today!
You can watch it here.
We’re pleased with how it came out, and we’re hopeful that it might inspire women not just in New York but all over world, either to take advantage of their equal rights if the law is already egalitarian where they live (as it is here in New York) or else to mobilize to change the law, if it unfairly prohibits female toplessness but allows men to bare their chests.
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Well, that’s not exactly true: the threat of nuclear war, racism back at home, a real son of a bitch in the White House. We have plenty to complain about. But the weather — the weather has been wonderful, and we’ve been taking full advantage of it.
This was us on our favorite rooftop sundeck, soaking up as many rays as our bodies could absorb, knowing full well that, as a certain HBO series puts it, winter is coming. We also met in the park, and we’ll let you see that shortly, but first things first. There’s really nothing like getting naked with a dozen of your friends —
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The last days of summer are always bittersweet for us — we wait through months of fall and winter and early spring for it finally to be warm enough for us to go outdoors without coats on, never mind with nothing at all on from the waist up, and then no sooner is it finally nice out than the leaves start falling and it’s sweater weather again. Anyway, that’s what it always feels like.
But here we are in mid-September, and it was nice enough and warm enough and sunny enough for us to hit the grass in Washington Square Park on Friday and not only go topless ourselves but also inspire some strangers who saw us to take their shirts off too. Case in point:
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En el siguiente documento os presentamos dos poblados de tradición naturista. Probablemente entre ellos haya sus diferencias entre una cultura más de nudismo social con el naturismo más puro. En todo caso en todos ellos la libertad y la conservación del medio ambiente es un emblema reconocido. No olvidemos que para el naturista es una forma de vida, una filosofía con la que afrontar el día a día. Es una manera de desnudarse en cuerpo y alma. Además viaja en familia y los niños pequeños asumen la desnudez como algo normal. El primer poblado que os presentamos probablemente sea el que mejor define la cultura de vida naturista.
Es una localidad que durante muchos años permaneció abandonada. Pertenece al municipio de Passanant, en Tarragona y desde hace unas décadas se ha convertido en el pueblo más naturista del territorio.
Las normas de convivencia están bien…
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Джерело: The Video You Never Saw
Back in May — four months ago now — one of our favorite websites, Jezebel, came to an event we held in Central Park, to film a video piece about our group and the 25th anniversary of the legal decision that established that women in New York have the same right to go topless in public places that men do.
A few days later, they joined us a second time, to film some more footage, this time of one of our members stopping random strangers in Central Park and talking with them about toplessness and equal rights.
If you don’t remember ever seeing that video, it’s not your memory that’s at fault. June came and went; the anniversary came and went; August came and went; and now it’s mid-September, and still no video…
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Джерело: Our Day in the Sun, Part III
The third part of our day in the sun — exploring lower Manhattan with Chelsea Covington, blogger supreme and hero of the Maryland equal-rights case — didn’t actually involve much sun. Or it did at the start, but less and less as time wore on. Because having begun the afternoon in a downtown park…
…we eventually washed up on the pilings of the Brooklyn Bridge and found ourselves welcomed indoors for dinner by the wonderful staff of the Cowgirl Seahorse restaurant.
Had the restaurant ever hosted a dozen topless diners before? Not likely. But they didn’t bat an eyelash when we contacted them in advance and asked if it would be okay for us to end our day there. In fact, they enthusiastically invited us. And god bless them, they didn’t bat an eyelash…
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