On Sunday, the World Naked Bike Ride sent nude cyclists tearing through the streets of cities worldwide. They were bike-loving, pants-free, and united in their support of … a cause of some sort. Rather understandably for people surrounded by that much T&A&P, they seemed a bit distracted about what exactly that cause was.
In Brighton, U.K., riders demonstrated a pretty consistent pro-climate/anti-car theme, with a smattering of pleas for courtesy on the road:
In L.A., the message was also about oil use, but mixed in with body positivity and peace and stuff:
In Portlandia the message was more sort of “yay, nudity lets us showcase our accessories!”:
I’m not sure what was going on in London:
And in Mexico City, it was all about art (and also about the love of biking):
The important thing is that everyone looks like they had fun, everyone raised awareness of biking at least for a day (it’s hard to be unaware of a parade of undressed cyclists), and in sorting through the photos I have now looked at more peen before 2 p.m. than I usually see in a month of Sundays.
