The diners arrived at a nice Manhattan restaurant on a cold February night and stripped off coats, hats, gloves and scarves. They didn't stop there.
Skirts, shirts, pants, underwear and stockings all ended up stashed in plastic bags by the bar as the patrons got naked for the monthly "Clothing Optional Dinner." No Shoes, No Shirt, No Pants, No Problem.
The dinner was started by a group of New York nudists who wanted something a bit more elegant than the wilderness getaways and beach resorts they generally frequent.
Around 30 people arrived for the buffet dinner -- organizers specified no hot soup on the menu (THERE GOES MY TITLE!) -- most of them middle-aged, several married couples, some singles, the youngest perhaps in their 30s.
Health regulations mean staff must remain clothed even if they wanted to join in. (Tell the Chef to watch out for that bacon. It hurts!) And diners must bring something to sit on -- a towel or, for discerning women, an elegant silk scarf.
The restaurant's manager covered the windows to maintain privacy at the strictly private party. Extra heaters kept the temperature at a comfortable level for nudity.
Sherry Stafford, a petite and elegant 51-year-old with blond hair and high heels, brought brochures and videos advertising her travel business, Internaturally Travel.
One of the flyers was for a resort called "Hedonism II" whose slogan is "Be wicked for a week." But she said nudists should not be confused with swingers.
"Wearing clothes and going to church does not protect you from moral evil," Stafford said, lamenting what she saw as a tendency to demonize people just because they like to be naked.
Sandy, a slim woman in her 40s, said she never felt self-conscious about her body and was comfortable dining in the nude. Well, you can't smoke in the place but feel free to let it all hang out in the buffet line! I'll stick to the drive through thank you. Full Story
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