FUCKING FOOD
The Sexy Papaya
Exude allure while enhancing your health, or theirs, whatever
For you folks who saw the film, Flashdance where the stunning Jennifer Beals did none of her own dancing, there is one scene that perhaps sticks in your mind as it does mine.
It’s the scene where her hunky boss, Michael Nouri, takes her on a dinner date as he finds the welder-by-day, sexy-dancer-by-night, intriguing.
They’re eating lobster and the way Beals manipulates the succulent meat with her hands, licking and twirling it around her tongue, while Nouri, bug-eyed and in a lather, watches, is one of the film’s more memorable moments.
In a word, it’s HOT.
The melding of sex and food in films in extensive and has brought us such legendary moments as the scene in 9 1/2 Weeks where the then beautiful Mickey Rourke engaged in a different kind of oral by feeding the even more beautiful Kim Basinger tids and bits of this and that after blindfolding her so that everything he fed her dribbled down her beautiful chin. Maraschino Cherry juice. Strawberry Jello. Milk. Groceries galore. I couldn’t help but wonder if he cleaned up the mess they made, later. You know, “after.”
