Cheryl "Rainbeaux" Smith Nude

A weekly look back at celebrity nudity happenings of note from the earliest days of famous females to today’s hottest starlets.

Learn all about skincredible events that happened during the week of October 24 through November 1, including: Cheryl “Rainbeaux” Smith exits the field, Kim Kardashian butts into Playboy, Susan Dey lets her Partridge pair free in Looker, naked Heather Graham skates throughout Boogie Nights, and Larry Flynt hustles for the first time.

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October 25, 2002
Cheerleader-movie icon Cheryl “Rainbeaux” Smith dies.

After a string of remarkable exploitation films such as The Swinging Cheerleaders (1974), The Pom Pom Girls (1976), Massacre at Central High (1976), and The Incredible Melting Man (1977), Cheryl “Rainbeaux” Smith ruled as the most singularly beguiling starlet of the drive-in era.

Then, when Cheryl vanished in 1982, she became one of cinema’s most enigmatic figures, prompting fans to wonder for decades what became of their beloved Rainbeaux.

Tragically, news of Ms. Smith succumbing to liver disease hit just as Synapse Films began work on a special-edition DVD of one of her most sought-after titles, Lemora (1973).

Thanks to her legion of devotees, though, the legacy of Cheryl “Rainbeaux” Smith lives on. Rah-rah-raw, forevermore.

Read about the rest of this week's historical events after the cut.

You don't have to look far on MrSkin.com to find former Hugh Hefner girlfriend and Girls Next Door star Kendra Wilkinson nude. But when she stopped by the Mr. Skin photo booth at the Silver Spoon Malibu Beach House with new husband Hank Baskett, she kept things a little more chaste, sneaking her large globes into the frame but keeping them completely covered. Kendra is pregnant with her first child, which might explain her lack of nudity in front of the camera, but maybe she should have taken a cue from Cheryl Rainbeaux Smith in The Swinging Cheerleaders and let it all hang out anyway.

See all of the action from the Mr. Skin photo booth here.

Things that make you go boi-i-i-ng: this week’s theme is the inventive employment of grotesque rubber appendages in the service of one-of-a-kind, whacked-out sexploitation chestnuts.

Sex in the Comics (1973), fresh on DVD from Just for the Hell of It video, freakily brings ancient funny-paper characters to life with live humans donning psychotic-episode-inducing latex masks, unnerving editing techniques, limp dicks, unsuckled bosoms, and authentically insane concepts of eroticism.

From Troma DVD comes Getting Lucky (1990), the legendary Green Magic adventure half-remembered by viewers of USA Up All Night in which a leprechaun in a beer bottle shrinks a nerd so small he can – and does – get lost in a cheerleaders’ pubic hair.

Go. Bounce along now. Read.

Code Red DVD does right by the once-lost '80s teen sex classic Hot Moves!

L.A.'s UltraStar Studio plays host to art-damaged Third Reich ravishers!

IronBabe's Jackie Stevens steps in and strips down for Misty Mundae -- electrifyingly elongated-nipples-first!

And Return to Sleepaway Camp may herald a renaissance of weird, haunting, unsanitary sexual amusements from a quarter-century ago coming back to bite us in (the front of) the pants.

Click on Das Boobs for the (w)hole truth.

Nora Louise Kuzma a.k.a. Traci Lords was the biggest, hottest, sexiest porn star and and most singularly searing X-rated carnal fixation of Youngman McBeardo’s put-upon puberty years.

It was unbelievably cool, then, when both The Object of Affection and The Objectional Erection turned out to have been born right about the exact same time.

Of course, the scandal of Traci Lords performing in hardcore porn films when she should have been in high-school nearly capsized the entire adult-entertainment industry, but it created a Legend of Lust to endure eternally for the (under)ages.

X-Rated Ambition: The Traci Lords Story, a new UK documentary available from Shocking Videos exposes the dirty truth about Traci (McBeardo’s is self-explanatory). Click for the box cover for the E-cup-normous, up-turned scoops.

"What Pam Grier was to blaxploitation movies, what Bruce Lee was to kung fu movies, what Burt Reynolds was to good-ol'-boy movies, Rainbeaux Smith was to cheerleader movies. She truly has, without trying whatsoever, a Marilyn Monroe quality. She doesn't look like Monroe at all; she just has that kind of vacantness. She's not so much acting as she is existing. Imagine Marilyn Monroe as kind of a '70s hippie junky, then you kind of have Rainbeaux Smith." -- Quentin Tarentino

And on this date in 2002, the remarkable beauty who loomed so ethereal that the world naturally called her “Rainbeaux” departed this mortal coil.

Learn more and mourn with Mr Skin after the jump.

Softcore wonder-waif Misty Mundae may have re-skin-vented herself as the relatively less often naked and lezzing-it-up scream-queen Erin Brown, but certainly she could never inflict existential angst upon Man Mountain McBeardo, could she?

Of course she can.

Look at her.

Look at him.

Cripes.

Dark Lord, have Mercy.

Click the pic to learn the (w)hole Misty Mundae naked truth.