It's New Year's Eve. Like this vintage champagne ad says, let us be gay!
Perhaps you'd like to celebrate with some "Just the Tipsy" sparkling rosé from the Tipsy winery in Napa, California, sold in penis-shaped bottles.
It's a night to shoot off ...
And on the stroke of midnight, kiss that special someone for a happy new year!
We continue our un-coverage of the 1974 college streaking craze in alphabetical order by state.
Above: Chemeteka College, Salem, Oregon. A motorcycle streak, March 7, 1974.
This Halloween streak at Oregon State University was in 1975, not 1974, but I'm including it because the caption says "a tradition returned," implying the same thing happened in 1974.
Franklin and Marshall College, Lancaster, PA, from the 1974 yearbook Oriflamme.
Franklin and Marshall College, from the 1974 yearbook Oriflamme.
Mansfield University, Mansfield, PA, March 21, 1974.
University of Pittsburgh, 1974.
University of Pittsburgh, 1974.
Westminster College, New Wilmington, PA, from the 1974 yearbook Argo.
West Chester State College, West Chester, PA.
West Chester State College, West Chester, PA.
Lebanon Valley College, Annville, PA, from the 1974 yearbook Quittapahila.
I previously posted photos of the Brooklyn Dodgers taken on May 23, 1955 by LIFE photographer John Dominis. Well, there was another LIFE photographer in the locker room that same day, Francis Miller. Here are some of the photos he took.
Above is what I call a background shot. The photographer was concentrating on the player sitting in the foreground and probably didn't notice Frank Kellert's butt in the background.
This photo is an even more classic background shot. Same foreground, but now we see Pee Wee Reese full-frontal in the background.
Another background shot captures Joe Black in front of his locker.
Here's a frontal glimpse of Jackie Robinson as he puts on deodorant.
Some unidentified players shaving. Walking around naked and shaving naked in the locker room was normal male behavior back then, even with photographers present. None of these images were ever published in LIFE, but this one could have been. Rear male nudity was perfectly acceptable, even in a family magazine.
This is a guy named Peter at the trailhead of the Náučný Chodník Boky trail in Slovakia.
A trail sign for a side trail to the nearby town of Budča.
This sign says "National Nature Reserve."
And this one says "Welcome to Lake Beljanskom."
We end with Peter by a sign for a castle, Sasovsky Hrad. Apparently the castle is exciting, if you know what I mean.
Andrew Kennedy is a South African photographer living in Johannesburg. He is best known for three books of nude male photography, Desert Patrol, Shore Leave, and The Boys in Africa.
Today's photos are from The Boys in Africa, 1988, about a pseudo-safari of seven guys into Namibia, in which the object seemed to be not to shoot animals, but to run around naked for the photographer. I have no problem with that. The story is told entirely through pictures. The photo captions that I have added are my own invention.
The truck gets stuck crossing a river. Time to get out, naked, and push.
That didn't work. Well, let's try pulling.
As long as we're here, might as well wash up in the river.
Which might involve a little inappropriate touching.
The camp, once they reach it, looks quite luxurious.
Time to relax ...
And have something to eat.
Do you want my banana?
And then it's time to sleep.
The next day starts with a splash on the face. (Note: what looks like the world's thickest dick is an optical effect of his dick plus its shadow.)
Practicing throwing a spear. Something on this safari seems bent.
Playing some kind of game of catch.
Playing another game. "All right, guys, you tied me to the tree. Now what?"
Walking around naked.
Walking around naked with a string (I have no idea what it's attached to).
Rigging up what looks like a bucket shower
The shower has bamboo walls for privacy.
"Did someone say privacy?" says the photographer. "Let me get another shot."
Eventually it's time to get dressed and leave. "Do we have to?"
"OK, I put on socks and a hat. I'm ready for civilization."
In Britain and some Commonwealth countries, the day after Christmas is known as Boxing Day, much to the bemusement of Americans who imagine a holiday devoted to boxing matches. Actually, the name originated from the custom of giving a "Christmas box" of money or small gifts to servants and tradesmen on the day after Christmas. Nowadays, it's another shopping holiday.
But today we celebrate Boxing Day with some photos of unashamed males in boxes, from a 2012 rugby game in New Zealand.
As always, when New Zealand's international rugby team, the All Blacks, plays a home game in Dunedin, New Zealand, the locals play a nude rugby game, with local lads making up the teams on both sides. Above is Devon Latoa, team captain of the Nude Blacks team.
In this case, the official game was the All Blacks against the South African rugby team called the Springboks (named after a South African antelope). So in the nude game, the Nude Blacks played the Springbox, who came onto the field each wearing a cardboard box.
Here, Devon is performing the traditional Maori haka, a men's dance performed before battle to taunt and intimidate the opposition. Note Devon's tongue sticking out.
And the game begins.
The "Springbox" boxes were not up to the physical rigors of a rugby game. Soon, most of the boxes fell apart.
Then both teams just played naked.
