Nudity shame is a cultural construct we’ve tried to take here on the SDMB before, and we can’t seem to crack the reason why.
Let’s consider the Alphas … people who look good naked. They want to be naked, and they want to be seen naked. You can look, and admire, and the go simper off on your lowly, non-Alpha, lives.
Betas don’t want to be naked. They know, the better covered they are, the better they appear to lower ranks. They want to trick us into believing they’re better than they are, with clothing.
How the hell did they convince the Alphas to cover up in the first place?
It seems like, in Art, we do have Alphas. In Classical times, there were nude statues, that someone modeled for, then nude painting in the Renaissance, then artistic photography, then playboy and now just about everyone who wants to can put their nudity online. We essentially say, “You. Yeah you. You look good naked. Undress. Entertain me.” Maybe the Alphas, always in short supply, became so culturally marginalized that they cam to be defined as dumb?
No one wants to be seen as a bimbo. Everyone want to be seen as impressive, but not trying too hard. “Look at me, I’m Beta. Surprise. I’m Alpha.”