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

Get the in-depth facts and figures on skincredible events that happened during the week of November 8th through November 14th.

This week's lesson in Skinstory includes Lindsay Lohan coming out as a lady-loving bisexual, Paris Hilton helping the women of the world smell sexier, Marisa Ryan of the sitcom Major Dad growing up naked and girl-girl loving it, Linda Lovelace landing on everyone’s lips upon the debut of Deep Throat, scream queen Linnea Quigley makes it so Santa Claus isn’t the only one coming in Silent Night, Deadly Night, and Zora Kerova adding hot flesh to all the blood in the grindhouse great Cannibal Ferox.

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November 9, 1984
Silent Night, Deadly Night opens in theaters.

There had been previous gore-soaked Yuletide horror flicks (Black Christmas and Silent Night, Bloody Night, both released in 1974) and even some prior Killer Santa Claus movies (1972’s Tales from the Crypt, 1980’s Christmas Evil), but the ho-ho-homicidal Kris Kringle blowout that tops them all remains Silent Night, Deadly Night.

Marketed with an eye on generating outrage, SNDN landed (down the chimney?) with protesting parents outside theaters in every major city it played, generating ticket sales among the curious and a post-holiday VHS release ad campaign powered by the blaring headline: “The movie THEY don’t want you to see!”

Audiences who ventured past the pickets were not disappointed by this genuinely perverse holiday pageant, as Deadly Night effectively chronicles what becomes of young Billy Chapman after he sees a man in a Santa suit off his parents (hint: imitation is the sincerest form of slaughtering).

In addition to all the jingle blood, SNDN will stuff your stockings with nakedness from Tara Buckman, Toni Nero, Barbara Stafford, and scream queen Linnea Quigley.

Four sequels ensued. Silent Night Deadly Night 2 (1986) consists of an insulting amount of recycled footage from the first one (fortunately, including all the naked stuff). SNDN 4 (1990) is lackluster but does feature some nifty skin from Neith Hunter. SNDN 5 (1991) is a hoot with Mickey Rooney as toymaker Joe Petto but, sadly, contains no nudity.

The standout laura harring bathamong the follow-ups is Silent Night, Deadly Night 3 (1989). This one showcases Laura Harring baring boobs in the bath a dozen years before her classic lesbian chow-down with Naomi Watts in Mulholland Dr. (2001), and it was directed by heavy-duty existential auteur Monte Hellman (Two Lane Blacktop, Cockfighter, China 9, Liberty 37). Weird, huh?

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November 10, 2008
Lindsay Lohan comes out as bisexual in Harper's Bazaar.

After months of speculation regarding the nature of her closeness with hot lesbian disc jockey Samantha Ronson (as well as rumors regarding a prior fling with professional hot lesbian Courtenay Semel), Lindsay Lohan declared the essence of her gender preference to Harper's Bazaar magazine . . . sort of.

Said Lindsay of Sam-Ro: "I think it's pretty obvious who I'm seeing. I think it's no shock to anyone that it's been going on for quite some time. She's a wonderful person and I love her very much."

While stating she was not full-blown girl-homo, Lindsay did say she was “maybe” bisexual and added: "I don't want to classify myself. First of all, you never know what's going to happentomorrow, in a month, a year from now, five years from now. I appreciate people, and it doesn't matter who they are, and I feel blessed to be able to feel comfortable enough with myself that I can say that."

We feel blessed just as long as you keep your tongue wagging, Lindsay.

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November 12, 2006
Paris Hilton debuts Heiress perfume in Ireland.

Best known for tearing it up in Hollywood and New York, Paris Hilton jetted off to an unlikely locale to debut her signature fragrance, Heiress: Dublin, Ireland.

The profoundly Catholic nation where Playboy has always been banned and where, after a popular vote, divorce remains illegal, uncharacteristically welcomed Paris with happiness and enthusiasm as she doused the air with her sexy-smelling product.

Proud parents Rick and Kathy Hilton accompanied their daughter to her appearance at Dublin’s BT2 store and the entire event went off with nary a sex scandal nor even a slip of Paris’s sweet shamrock that's shaved as bald as the Blarney Stone. And that is a shame, because a touch of pink would have looked swell among all that green.

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November 13, 1983
Cannibal Ferox, a.k.a. Make Them Die Slowly, released in Times Square.

Once the world’s premier live theater showcase and then its most famous strip of first-run movie theaters, New York City’s 42nd Street between 7th and 8th Avenues had, by the 1970s, evolved into a wanton wonderland of pornography, prostitution, and open-all-night grindhouse cinemas.

Known colloquially as “The Deuce”, 42nd Street’s dozen or so (non-XXX) trashpit film palaces showcased the finest in sleaze, horror, kung-fu, softcore TA, and other subgenres tailored to entertain rough-and-tumble crowds who had seen (and done) it all.

On this date in 1983, Deuce audiences that had hooted, cheered, and adored even the most over-the-top sicko-cinema abominations (Bloodsucking Freaks, Caligula, Maniac, etc.) got rocked past the point of anything they could have imagined possible upon the unleashing of fright maestro Umberto Lenzi’s Cannibal Ferox, a.k.a. Make Them Die Slowly (1981).

While this visceral excursion into unprecedented onscreen brutality had been bouncing around the world for two years, Ferox's debut at the Liberty Theater (and subsequent uninterrupted two-year run) electrified gross-out movie devotees and established “spaghetti splatter”extreme Italian gore assaultsas one of the all-time most riveting (and awesomely disgusting) chapters in exploitation history.

Mixed in with all the chomped-upon body parts, naturally, was a bevy of nude bodies belonging to Euro beauties unique to these extreme-agony endeavors, sexily suffering starlets such as Zora Kerova (The New York Ripper), Francesca Ciardi (Cannibal Holocaust), Me Me Lai (Jungle Holocaust, Eaten Alive), Mariangela Giordano (Burial Ground, Satan’s Baby Doll), and world-class exploitation goddess Laura Gemser (Emanuelle in America, Emanuelle and the Last Cannibals).

Their movies may not be in the best taste, but those ladies sure must taste good!

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November 14, 1997
Slaves to the Underground, starring Marisa Ryan nude, opens in theaters.

The 1990s' grunge era, with its ’zine publishers and alt-comix and flannel-flying societal dropouts, did not produce many noteworthy feature films during its heyday (Cameron Crowe’s flesh-free Singles doesn’t count. For anything).

One exception is writer-director Kristine Peterson’s Slaves to the Underground (1997), a micro-budget melodrama about rag-tag rebels orbiting around an arty flop house and the radical garage band jamming therein.
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Prior to Girls Gone Wild’s all-encompassing 21st-century normalization of female bisexuality, grundgedom’s two-fisted feminist “riot grrrls” softened society’s homophobia by flaunting, and often taking heat for, their free-wheeling femme-on-femme affection.

Slaves to the Underground’s central relationship takes place between two such naked punk-rock poon pioneers, beautifully embodied by Molly Gross and Marisa Ryan.

Fans of the 1989-1993 CBS sitcom Major Dad will remember Marisa as Army brat Elizabeth McGillis on the wholesome series.

It's good to see Marisa Ryan nude here, in lesbian action so hot it makes one wonder if the Major patriarch ran his house under a "don’t ask, don’t tell" policy.

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November 15, 1972
Deep Throat opens in theaters, swallows popular culture. Whole.

Today’s whipper-snapper horndogs can’t even imagine a time when nudity was hard to come by and pornography was completely illegal.

Well, that was simple reality not all so terribly long ago and it was one film, one phenomenon, that forever broke down the doors of censorship and flooded the Western world with a sea of commercial flesh that remains forever ongoing.

Deep Throat is a goofball sex comedy centered on heroine Linda Lovelace, whose clitoris has somehow grown on the inside of her neck. In order to orgasm, then, she must sexually stimulate that very area to maximum capacity, which results in her gulping down legendary loinsman Harry Reems to the base of his famously elongated appendage.

All manner of other intercourse plays out in Deep Throat, as well, some of it involving Carol Connors, real-life mother of bare-busted American Beauty teen Thora Birch.

Immediately upon arrival, Deep Throat packed theaters with audiences well beyond the old-school “raincoat brigade” that frequented adults-only movies. It ushered in an era of “porn chic”, wherein middle-class couples, college students, and anyone looking for hip kicks lined up to see Linda demonstrate her miraculous lack of a gag reflex.

Johnny Carson made Deep Throat jokes in his nightly monologue. Sammy Davis Jr.became obsessed with the film (and the act). And Linda Lovelace, live and onstage, introduced the rock group KISS to sold-out stadiums full of concertgoers.

Deep Throat faced numerous obscenity charges as it played throughout the United States, including one against Harry Reems that led to his being publicly backed by Jack Nicholson and Warren Beatty. And the movie always beat the morality patrols in court.

In time, “porn chic” slipped away as just another “only in the ’70s” fad, but Deep Throat continued to play X-rated theaters until their obsolescence in the 1990s.

It has also been the subject of the documentary Inside Deep Throat, a live musical titled Lovelace: A Rock Opera, and countless texts, the best of which is the all-encompassing, ultra-rare The Complete Linda Lovelace by Eric Danville.

Alas, after a very difficult existence, Linda Lovelace died in a car accident in 2002.

Without Deep Throat, though, it can be argued that there would be no explicit nude scenes even in R-rated films and therefore, by extension, no Mr. Skin.

So thank you, Linda Lovelace, for everything. In fact: Linda Lovelace for President!