Halle Berry is the Sexiest Woman Alive, 2008 according to Esquire magazine. Halle poses for the camera of Cliff Watts wearing just lingerie and a t-shirt. During the interview Halle talks on sex, sexiness. A really funny and interesting interview by the way. Here some highlights from the November issue interview, You can read all the interview at Esquire.com.
I’ve been in the business for more than twenty years, and you decide now, at this particular time, that I’m the sexiest woman alive? Come on. I mean, you couldn’t go with the Bond-girl year? You didn’t like the orange bikini? I liked the orange bikini. That would have been a pretty good year. Or what about the Monster’s Ball year? That was a sexy moment. Couldn’t you have packaged that up with some list of the best movie sex scenes ever? That would have been very easy, very magaziney. But 2008? Well, I don’t know exactly what it means, but being forty-two and having just had a baby, I think I’ll take it.
I know damned well I’m sexier now than I used to be. Let me make an argument here — not so much for me, or even for my age being sexy, but for what I’ve learned. I’ve picked up a little over the years. Sexy is not about wearing sexy clothes or shaking your booty until you damn near get hip dysplasia; it’s about knowing that sexiness is a state of mind — a comfortable state of being. It’s about loving yourself even in your most unlovable moments. I know a little bit about that.
I think lingerie is sexy, and I’ll wear it, sure. But truth is, I’m good-to-go in a tank top and bare feet — although every woman should own at least one good pair of pumps. That’s really the only wardrobe you need for sex: a tank top and pumps
Sex and sexiness. It’s all about the moment; it’s about what you know as much as it is what you offer. That’s why I share this title with every woman, because every woman is a nominee for it at any moment. Maybe that’s why there are so many women these guys love.
If there were a real event where they gave an award for this title, I would wave the trophy here. I would thank everyone all over again, then I’d probably blow a kiss to Tom Chiarella for helping me write this. I would turn my head and say, “You can start the music now, I’m done.” I’d be wearing pumps. I’d be just a little breathless. And I admit I would not rush off the stage. source
Esquire.com/Cliff Watts




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