I have always been fascinated, not to say turned on, by the appearance of the female form when loosely covered with soft, diaphanous materials such as silk, satin or linen. Here’s an example of what I mean, that of a statue of Callipygian Venus, in the Louvre:
The nineteenth-century American sculptor William Wetmore Story specialized in the form, seen here with his Cleopatra Reclining:
…and Semiaramis:
That last pic I took myself when the statue was on display at the Dallas Museum of Art, and I stared at it for ages.
Story, by the way, had this to say about sculpture in general:
Quite so.
Nowadays, of course, such wondrous sights are few and far between, and pretty much confined to photography. Although there is this lovely picture of Mr. and Mrs. David Bowie:
…wherein even the bony Angela looks quite appealing, most such pictures seem to need backlighting:
…while most (shall we say) are more prurient:
Honestly? I prefer Story’s sculptures to all of them.