The annual Nudes-a-Poppin’ pageant was way more misogynistic than I’d anticipated.
When I arrive at Nudes-a-Poppin’ (NAP) nudist pageant and festival appears like any other outdoor summer event; there are parking attendants, ticket takers, and Rihanna’s latest hit playing in the distance. However, it’s the comments and catcalls I receive as I walk through the crowd that make it clear the festival is not your typical gathering. I’m frequently stopped by men who ask to take their picture with me; after I agree, many wrap their arms around my chest and try to lift up my shirt like some sort of 7th grade movie theater date move. I’m also bombarded by questions: “Shouldn’t you be on the other side of the camera?” and “What time is your performance?” and “I showed you mine, can you show me yours?”
curator’s note This is the kind of thing that undermines the normalization of simple nudity. This is not a nudist event, it is an event for voyeurs gawkers and the like.
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