Her modeling career peaked in the mid to late 1970s when she appeared in Penthouse.

I love how men's magazines waxed philosophical about women's bodies as if dudes weren't just buying Penthouse for the wank. Dig this: "Ever since clothes covered human skin, a continuing experiment has been going on, with the fashion designers constantly seeking the best way of capitalizing on the attractions of the female breast. Hot-headed feminists like Germaine Greer strongly resent these attempts to improve upon nature. She says that a woman’s breasts are only admired for as long as they show no sign of their function. “…once darkened, stretched, or withered they are objects of revulsion. They are not parts of the person but lures slung around their neck, to be kneaded like magic putty, or mumbled and mouthed like lolly ices.” Surely the point of a woman’s breast is to be admired."

Who doesn't love mumbling and mouthing tits like lolly ices? Germaine Greer wasn't wrong. We love young bodies – men and women – even on older women. Note how many "matures" have enhancements. That they still pose like insecure teenagers in the raw for our gaze is ridiculously hot. No?