Eyes brimming with dark mischief; a smirking and smiling pair of chew-toy lips; a fetching brunette shag; slim, contoured legs; tiny, trim chair cheeks; a pair of perky delights up top—erotic imp Phoebe Cates reigns as one of the sexiest young creatures ever to disrobe onscreen in the early 1980s. The runaway success and lasting impact of Fast Times at Ridgemont High (1982) can be ascribed to many contributing factors, two of which jutted out from the breastplate of Phoebe Cates. Her bikini-popping revelation in the fantasy of self-flagellating Judge Reinhold remains the celebrity nude scene to which all previous high-profile exposures led, and from whence all subsequent starlet skin shows have proceeded. The skintelligentsia bows down before Phoebe's Fast Times feat, even as we are armed with the knowledge that superior views of Cates's posterior, pubes, and puff-tipped prizes existed already on the island of Paradise (1982), an Eden on earth where Phoebe floated muff first through clear-blue waters of warm regard. Phoebe's parting shot from the realm of fleshly revelations occurs with a flash of ass in Private School (1983), her Fast Times follow-up and, so far, her farewell to nude scenes. But what a run it was. And is. And shall forever be. Amen.