Confession: I'm the girl who still changes her bra over a towel in the gym locker room. I know, I know — we all have the same parts. Still, I've always felt a little weird stripping in front of strangers or, in the case of the last gym I belonged to, my coworkers. I'm even loath to work out in just a sports bra — there's a time and a place for taking it off, and I don't always feel like the gym is that place. But I'm all for stepping out of my fitness comfort zone — so, when I heard a studio was teaching naked yoga in New York City, I felt like I had to give it a shot.

Dropping your trou in the room full of strangers sounds like a scene from a typical embarrassment dream. Or like the routine opening of a naked yoga class. I meet with Liz, a nude yogi, to talk about the history of the controversial practice, how it challenges the status quo and why the general public is not ready to accept social nudity even though studies show it makes us feel happier. Media proclaimed naked yoga the latest craze.

It may seem like a rather odd way to start such a spiritual practice, but not at Naked in Motion , where we're all stark bollocks-and-breasts-hanging-out naked. Believe me - I'm no extrovert, dying to be the centre of attention. But I am hungry for trying new things; whether that's jumping out of a plane, moving to a new country on a whim, or agreeing to lead a three-hour masterclass when public speaking is your ultimate kill-me-now kind of fear. But when I clocked a naked yoga class during a recent spell in New York, it seemed so out of my comfort zone that