You’d think with so much oversharing, taking it off wouldn’t be such a big deal. Jessica Matlin explores what’s behind our naked anxiety.
I dreaded high school PE. It wasn’t so much the physical activity but, rather, changing for it. Inside the steamy, tiled locker room, slender, sporty girls were getting into their gym gear, gossiping, and comparing their new VS bras. Meanwhile, I rustled inside an XL tee shirt — my own mini-cabana. I didn’t want anyone to see my chunky thighs or grandma bra (by age 14, I was a solid D).