A good year ago...
This octopus got washed up dead on the shore, unfortunately.
"Unlike many prudes born in turtlenecks with judgements already formed, Marisa Papen was born naked and free.
As you all probably know, I love cruising around naked.
And everywhere I go, I try to do so.
Sometimes I have to be a little more careful depending on the country I’m at, but here in Jamaica I felt everything was possible. So I took the bull by the horns and threw of those f*cking clothes!
The beach was never really far out of sight so even when wandering through the streets I kept my chest wild and free. Although it’s not common over here, they thought it was cool.
“Respect man” they would say, or yell, or scream.
When I went for a last swim before I had to catch my plane back, an old lady pulled me over, who was all dressed-up to go to Sunday’s church - She stated really quietly with a big bright smile… “Are you really walking on the street half naked and pulling it off?” I said: “Yes I actually am, you should try it as well” She laughed (hard) She said “I could never, but it’s a beautiful thing to see” We chatted for a little bit.
I’m letting the pictures fill out the rest of the story!