Hat’s off (and bras!) to The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society for their appearance in the U.S. paper of record, the New York Times, The Fight to Free the Nipple, an amazing video (well worth watching). Oddly, though, it’s listed under Fashion & Style. WTF? Why not, say, human rights?
Would a 100-year blizzard and a 2-foot snowfall deter the feisty (and beautiful) ladies of The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society from enjoying their right to bare their breasts in New York City? No way! Click on the pix for more.
And they built snowmen:
And looked gorgeous!
It’s legal for a woman in New York City to go shirtless just like a guy (I was going to say, “Bare her breasts,” but would I say a guy “bares his chest”? No…). Celebrating this right are the stalwart women of The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society, who have been at it for five years. Click on the photo for more brazen women.
On a nice day in a New York City park, the the ladies from the The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society gathered to read their books. Topless, of course. Perfectly legal in NYC, by the way.
“At first, no one seemed to take notice of us — so much so that our [New York Times] reporter friend commented on it, amazed that the presence of half a dozen women relaxing topless in a public space attracted not a single stare or rude comment. But like most things that seem too good to be true, it was: after perhaps half an hour, a police car cruised slowly to a stop alongside us and the officers inside sheepishly indicated they’d received several calls to 911 complaining of our presence. Because, you know. Breasts. Clearly they require armed men in uniform to subdue.”
Arrests? Police brutality?
Hardly. Click on the photo to find out what happened.
From the good ladies at The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society, who regularly exercise their right to bare their breasts in New York City: This latest edition, in which they doffed their tops in Central Park, “below the bust of Thomas Moore, the Irish poet who wrote ‘The Last Rose of Summer,’ as fine a tribute to the season’s end as ever there was.”
No riots broke out, no children were harmed, the ladies reported.
“We weren’t a spectacle, we weren’t offensive. In as public a space as New York has, we were topless and decorum wasn’t shattered, nor traffic stopped, nor tourists scandalized, nor children scarred. Are you paying attention, Mayor de Blasio? Governor Cuomo?”
It’s those daring ladies from The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society baring all in Union Square. Gosh, I wish I lived in New York…where it’s legal for women to go shirtless (just like guys).