So, how would you like to see an ivy-leager in the nude? A secret society at Yale called the "Pundits" hosts an annual "Naked Party" each year on campus. These parties have been held in periphery libraries, dorms, and storage rooms. The only rule: strip before entering. Students are invited by private invitation, given only a time and place to meet. The Pundits keep the location of the party undisclosed to ward off prying eyes. Once attendees are escorted to the event, they are given bags to put their clothes in, unable to enter until those bags are full! Students are charged per item of clothing they wear (shoes, low slung belt, etc.), so the only way to enter free is by freeballin'.
The venue is dimly lit, and the students try to drink wine and carry on sophisticated conversations with companions... careful to keep their line of sight from dropping below shoulder level. As one reported, "To pretend you're feeling really great and happy to be overcoming the oppressiveness of clothing, or whatever, overlooks the more authentic feeling, which is 'I feel kind of weird right now.'"
These parties are designed to be "an experiment in social interaction." To observe what happens "when the faces are familiar, but the bodies attached to them are not." After about half an hour the students generally loosen up and check out how everyone else shaves, who's boobs are saging etc. Of course, mingling and consequent hook ups are bound to happen but if so, the two in action are separated by the Pundits and an alleged 18-inch dildo!
Advice from former yale student David Thier, "Don't be afraid to eyeball somebody who looks good, or feel weird around those who don't, or worry about which category you fall into. Naked parties are often touted for shattering social norms and liberating minds, but according to one Pundit, the idea is much more simple: 'Yale students like going to naked parties because the parties are naked, and it's fun to be naked."
