stupid nudists

This is just stupid.

After many awkward dinner preps in communal kitchens with strangers whom I'd seen naked, I've realized that the awkwardness has nothing to do with the genital factor. Cooking next to a stranger requires far more intimacy than exposing your body; it's an extension of the shame you occasionally feel while scrutinizing strangers' groceries, their habits and predilections bobbling along the conveyor belt.

Not only is the assumption-heavy second person precocious without being useful (as it can be when reviewing films or books or other things that are experienced by the reader), it's just a patently false assertion.

The next time Ms. Julavits meets a new friend, I suggest she offer this unlucky person the option of either cooking together or lounging around naked for a few hours, then try to claim that "cooking next to a stranger requires far more intimacy than exposing your body."