In this heyday of Mr. Skin -- when having your sex tape go viral, pun intended, can make your career -- Jessica Alba's famed no-nudity clause is all the more remarkable because she remains as lusted-after as ever.
Is less really more? Maybe. Then again, the 26-year-old doesn't leave that much to the imagination when spray-painted in neck-to-toe spandex, either.
Consider this, then, your official primer to all-things Alba.
DARK ANGEL (2000): Alba in a cat-suit, paper-thin plots, Alba in a cat-suit, clunky acting and, lest I forget, Alba in a cat-suit. I'm pretty sure she could form words, too.
HONEY (2003): Oh, what a feeling when Alba channels Flashdance's Jennifer Beals. Less than 20 years to go before Alba ends up on a cable series about piston-hot lesbians.
INTO THE BLUE (2005): Your movie sucks. What to do? Plaster Alba's bikini-clad bod everywhere and flee for cover (with buckets of cash in tow) after opening weekend. Interestingly, no one to this day realizes the producer was also the guy who sold Springfield the monorail.
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