When a talented actress's artistic imperative intersects with her impulse to shed her clothing, the God of skintertainment smiles, such as He often has during the inspired nude performances of seriously stripping thespian Sarah Miles. Born at the outset of World War II, the amazing lady Miles matured into a look of distressed sensuality and almost painful erotic longing, a demeanor that suited her long-limbed, thin-hipped form and medium-sized chest risers. After establishing her credentials on the London stage, Sarah migrated to Hollywood productions in the very early 1960s, almost always attached to projects of advanced artistic merit, which meant that she could be expected to become unattached to her clothing. Her erectile nips and alfresco toplessness in The Man Who Loved Cat Dancing (1973) and The Sailor Who Fell from Grace with the Sea (1976) were considered daring for their time, but Sarah's greatest dare was yet to come. In Steaming (1985), well into her forties, Sarah exposed tons of bush, her ass crack, tits that were holding up remarkably well, and an arch of bare foot both high and mighty.