No pants necessary
The Spectre wears a green Speedo over bare, pasty white skin. And he is scary as shit, man.
Missed! Ran out! Dang! Unnhh!
Let’s begin with a serious observation: this is art by Carmine Infantino we’re talking about, and that is a woman’s body for a woman character – no “objectification,” no high heels, no prancing model-on-runway posture. Read the rest of this entry