A DAY IN THE LIFE - TOPLESS BEACHES
A day in the life of a topless beach follows a
cycle. Early risers, the health minded or young families
tend to be the first arrivals. They keep some distance from the
beachside cafes and loudspeakers, aim for the shoreline and busy
themselves with morning papers and sand castles. A little later, say
around noon, the younger crowds begin arriving. Those who didn't do
too much damage the night before begin oiling-up in small groups as
gossip rises to a low murmur reaching across the sands. Off come the
tops and the gentle massaging in of sunscreens, and much more
brutally than would a man do if asked for assistance
By late afternoon groups have formed, the young men
begin their pea-cocking behaviors while the girls, affixed to their
cell-phones, begin the evening's negotiations. Flirtations level
rise and, believe me, seeing young women flirt without their tops is
a compelling vision. For reasons unknown they tend to busy their
hands with their breasts, matter-of-factly, as they engage in
conversation with prospective hook-ups, or settle on which group to
follow into the evening hours. For the most part the beach depicted
here is on Majorca, an epicenter for young hedonists but also
families. Night life is robust, and parties often last until dawn.
All day long there is a buzz in the air of romantic possibility, but
it has a communal edge. This precursor to evening festivities, the
day on the beach with its abundance of flesh, of nubile bosoms
posing in the sun and wind, is for all-comers. It's a feast for the
eyes, that does much for the soul. PeterG, Nudist Bare /
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