There are certain group activities that should never be done in the nude. Like yoga, for example.
I can’t think of anything more horrifying than being stuck in a yoga class behind rows of naked men and women bent over in the downward dog position as sweat drips down their butt cracks. It’s about as sexy as a gynecological exam.
But, according to this article in today’s Vancouver Sun, naked yoga is the city’s hottest new trend. There are at least two gyms in Vancouver that offer classes in the buff.
Why anyone would want to take a nude yoga class? What’s wrong with people in this city? Has the rain melted everyone’s brains into mush? Is this what happens when you smoke too much pot?
Naked yoga is allegedly all about "removing barriers" and "being spiritual." I have no idea what that flaky new age shit is supposed to mean. All I know is that naked yoga will make Vancouver the butt of jokes in the rest of the country.