Damn, I love fashion! It’s such a great pretext to get women naked. I think I’m going to buy a long scarf and a crooked white hat and start telling hot chicks I’m a designer.

If that fails, I’ll ditch the scarf and tell them I’m an indie producer and I need naked chicks for my next Sundance entry.

Either that or I’ll tell them I’m Leon Redbone. No hot chick would know he’s dead.

Wait a sec. No hot chick would know he was ever alive in the first place.

OK, back to my original plan of telling them I’m an artist specializing in nude paintings. I hope they never ask to see the finished works.

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Time for one of my digressions.

I was in a club in Denmark about 35 years ago when one of the Danish girls asked me to come back to her place so she could paint me. Thinking I was pretty easy on the eyes, I had visions of my image hanging in an important museum, surrounded by admiring onlookers with their cameras.

Some time later, I was dancing with her girlfriend and asked whether I would be working with a great painter.

The answer was, “Oh, yes, she has painted some of the best barns in Denmark.”

And thus my conceited illusions dissipated. Instead of reclining on a divan while she created an image of me that would soon hang next to Manet’s Olympia on the wall of the Musée d’Orsay, I would actually be standing still while she sprayed me with dark red paint from a Wagner Power Painter.

Or maybe she intended to paint images ON me, like the urban street artists do with train cars. Or maybe she was going to lock me in her basement and go total Jigsaw. I don’t know. I never did find out exactly what she had in mind because I ultimately declined the invitation. That tiny blonde woman was as sexy as can be, but she scared the crap out of me, and as you may know if you have read my novel, I am a total coward.

Nah, I’m just fuckin’ witcha, but that would have been a boss move because Alba was dressed as Britney. I’m not at all sure what Britney is supposed to be, and she seems to think it was Christmas, not Halloween.

But … pokies.


I’m OK with any holiday she wants to celebrate. If she is interested, I’ll even try to get her interested in Salieri Day or Giant Pink Japanese Penis Day.

Just as long as she doesn’t drive to the party.

Just a curious bit of trivia.

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She became a familiar star from her role as Troi in Star Trek: TNG; and her pre-Troi nude roles from the 1983-85 era are well known to fans of celebrity nudity; but her brief appearance in The Thief of Baghdad (1978, seen above) is obscure.

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The Harem Girl appearance occurred five years before any of her familiar nude scenes (below):


The Wicked Lady (1983)

Blind Date (1984)

Death Wish III (1985)

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Her sexiest scene on Star Trek: TNG

And one post-Trek nude scene in Paradise Lost (1999)

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There was frontal and rear nudity from a major international star, yet the scene didn’t draw much attention in the annual voting for the year’s best nude scene, probably because she was 53 years old and it’s all about the young ‘uns.

But even though she finished way back in 40th place on last year’s poll, damned if she didn’t look absolutely terrific in Infinite Storm, as seen here in 4K captures.


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Although Naomi has never made the top five, or even the top ten, on our annual lists, she has appeared farther down the list in three previous years:

2001 for Mulholland Drive

2003 for 21 Grams

2010 for Mother and Child