Every time I go to the gym I’m confronted with this:
Frankly it has me totally perplexed. I always thought the British were the most prudish nation on the planet. I should know – convent school taught me the art of getting dressed under a towel. I’m not that bad anymore – when I get changed, I take clothes off, I put clothes on. No big deal. My continental European friends make me feel very prudish though – they are quite comfortable wandering around naked. Not in a weird way – but kind of between the bathroom and bedroom sort of thing and not all the time. *urgh that still sounds weird but it isn’t if you know what I mean*.
Anyway – the Americans make the Brits look like the most uninhibited sauna-bound Germans. I mean none of the women on TV are allowed to have boobs – they just have this localised fuzziness a bit like what they do to T shirts with brand names on the BBC. And that’s late at night. That’s strange. And actually rather distracting during the love scenes – how can you get passionate when your whole torso is out of focus?
So considering this, how much modesty and discretion is appropriate? I mean there’s a lot of room for manoeuvre between arriving in the pool in bloomers with a Victorian bathing carriage and striding around butt naked, towel whipping anyone within range.
What does everyone else do? Isn’t that a clue? Sadly not. No one apart from the rather old and gravity challenged seems to actually take off their clothes in the changing room. Maybe you exercise appropriate modesty by making your body go out of focus whilst changing. I think I’ll continue to arrive in my kit, just to be on the safe side.