Marie Liljedahl Nude

Princess Makes Her Privates Public in a Nude Moonlit Romp

We like our fun and we never fight
You can't dance and stay uptight
It's a supernatural delight
Everybody was dancin' in the moonlight,

-King Harvest

Although Princess Eugenie of York takes her title from her grandmother Queen Elizabeth II, during some outdoor festivities at exclusive Marlborough College in Wilts, the rowdy royal was taking advice from another monarch: King Harvest.

Along with a group of her friends, who is now on a break from her education, decided to dance around naked in the moonlight following the end of exams and a night of pub-crawling.

To celebrate the end of exams in June, the Yorkie took a page from Porky's and engaged in some lewd behavior and public intoxication.

But another movie from Mr Skin’s Hall of Fame might better explain Eugenie’s actions that warm summer night, the 1970 Jesus Franco classic Eugenie... the Story of Her Journey Into Perversion, starring Marie Liljedahl.

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The Wicked Imagination of History's Most Notorious Writer Has Made for Some of Skinema's Most Indelible Excursions Into Extreme Sex

Truth titillates the imagination far less than fiction.
—D.A.F. Sade

This year marks the 268th birthday of one of history's most notorious figures, the Divine Marquis, Donatien Alphonse Francois de Sade.

The Marquis de Sade's name is synonymous with perversion and sexual abandon, although Sade's writings more than his life reflect an obsession with debauchery, excess, and violently erotic transgression.

Since not everyone is likely to find time to read his many novels, plays, and essays, Mr. Skin has compiled a list of essential viewing for the Sadean skinephile.

Today marks the 268th birthday of one of history's most notorious figures, the Divine Marquis, Donatien Alphonse Francois de Sade. The Marquis de Sade's name is synonymous with perversion and sexual license, although Sade's writings more than his life reflect an obsession with debauchery, excess, and transgression. Since not everyone is likely to find time to read his many novels, plays, and essays, I've compiled a list of essential viewing for the Sadean skinephile.

Eugenie... the Story of Her Journey Into Perversion (1970)

Jess Franco's adaptation of Sade's Eugenie de Franval moves the action from the 18th to the 20th century and stars Swedish sweetheart Marie Liljedahl as the titular naif who gets corrupted spending a weekend with the older and worldlier Maria Rohm. Check out the redlit lesbo scene between the two women- it's a skinstant classic!

Justine de Sade (1972)

Based on the story of Sade's impossibly put-upon but pluckily Pollyanna-ish heroine Justine, the oddly titled Justine de Sade features the naked talent of Alice Arno, who puts her rack, rump on rug on display over and over again as she goes from one group of sadistic sex maniacs to the next, exemplifying Sade's subititle for Justine, "The Misfortunes of Virtue."

Justine and Juliette (1975)

While Justine is constantly being abused by everyone who she comes across without being corrupted herself, her separated-at-birth sister Juliette is corrupt and depraved from the start and is just as much a victimizer as Justine is a victim. This juxtaposition is the basis for the raunchy sex comedy Justine and Juliette starring, as the two sisters, Marie Forsa and Anne Bie Warburg, who share a fully nude outdoor lesbo love scene in the 1976 sex comedy Bel Ami. It may not be skin-cestuous, but its close enough!

Salo (1975)

When Sade died, he believed that the manuscript for his masterpiece 120 Days of Sodom, which he wrote on a long sheet of parchment and concealed in a crack in the wall of his prison cell, had been lost forever. But he was wrong and the unfinished manuscript was eventually found and published in 1904 and went on to be the skin-spiration for Salo, the final film of famed Italian director Pier Paolo Pasolini, completed before a teenaged hustler murdered him by running him over with Pasolini's own car. Sade's novel tells the story of a group of debauched nobles who hide themselves away in a country estate to indulge their increasingly violent lusts with a stable of male and female prostitutes. Pasolini sets the story during World War II and replaces Sade's nobles with fascists, but leaves in all the violence and depraved sex (including coprophagia). Not for the faint of heart, Salo is gross-out cinema whose gore gives Herschell Gordon Lewis a run for his money and whose skin will make you run for the Kleenex!