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Share this article via facebook Share this article via twitter. For me and other women growing up in a culture of British discomfort with all things bodily, these confident French women in Cannes or St Tropez seemed glamorous and worldly.
At the time I treated such nudity with deference: it was culture, it bore no relation to the tabloid posing of glamour models. It was, I thought, cool.
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But times have changed: the porn industry, rampant in the digital age, has seen female objectification ratcheted up to such a degree that removing your bikini top to avoid tan lines on a public beach has come to seem risky for more and more younger women. I was in my early 20s when I first sunbathed topless. I joined her.
A lack of typically English hang-ups probably played a part in her confidence; the existence of breasts were a simple unremarkable fact to her. Since that first experience in Sardinia in my early 20s, I have sunbathed topless in Barcelona and the Cyclades, southern Italy and even Cannes it is true that it seemed to be mostly older women doing it on the French Riviera.
Sunbathing topless should be a pleasure we can all enjoy
Crucially, I have always been accompanied, often by my husband, so have felt more protected from harassment. In At the Pond , a wonderful new essay collection published by Daunt Books, women writers reflect on what this very special place means to them.
Is this what they imagine women do when they hang out together: sit topless, hair dripping, smoking a cigarette, reading the newspaper, eating leftovers from a Tupperware, momentarily unbothered by stares or comments.