There are certain postgrad milestones that everyone must reach. One is becoming boring, and to make this transition successfully, a book club is necessary. I know, because I made the mistake of joining one my freshman year of life. I realized my faux pas immediately, when the first book chosen was written by a dog.
One of the major benefits of postgrad life is being able to read whatever you want, all the time. Gone are the days of professors assigning books you’ll buy for $150, only to sell back for $1.50. If you’re a glutton for punishment and miss reading material you have literally no interest in, you can always join a book club. Like yuppie kickball, it’s a good excuse to drink (although in this case, wine instead of beer), eat (Pinterest snacks, not cheese fries), and socialize. Unlike a yuppie sports league, it’s probably all ladies, lessening your chance of getting it in — but if you’re looking to add a level of penetration to book club meetings, just add nudity.
These New York ladies/hipsters created a topless book club to make reading sexy. Obviously these girls have never read a great romance novel (no, I’m not talking 50 Shades). I would much prefer a steamy Fabio cover to discussing novels in the nude, but that’s just me. Spring in New York means the book club has returned, so if you like a little nudity with your literature, join now.
The Outdoor Co-Ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society gets nekkid regularly. They were spotted in Central Park on Friday, and at a “nude-friendly, everything-friendly” boutique hotel. Looking for a peek at the syllabus before you join? They read, “Hunt Through The Cradle of Fear,” “Borderline,” “Abraham Lincoln, Presidential Fuck Machine,” and “Moby Dick.” Can’t forget the classics. OCETPFAS mission is to “make reading sexy,” and remind New Yorkers that toplessness is legal in New York City. If you’re looking for some NSFW n00dz, take a peek HERE.
[via The Huffington Post]