How do we love thee, Julia Stiles? Let us count the ways. There are far more than 10 things to love about this teen queen turned prestigious adult actress. With her sweet girl-next-door demeanor, haughty, husky voice and petite-framed presence, you’d be hard pressed (or pressed hard) trying to narrow down just what makes Julia so stylishly sexy. A child actress on the stage who got her start in film alongside Claire Danes and Jude Law in I Love You, I Love You Not (1996), the cinema world really fell in love with Jules as the clever and cunningly convincing, tempestuous temptress “Kat Stratford” in 10 Things I Hate About You (1999). A modern day update of Shakespeare‘s “The Taming of the Shrew” her quick whit and puuurfect perky pair, along with America’s first real good look at future superstar Heath Ledger, made for quite a frisky flick. Ever ready to further race relations as an interracial piece offering, Jules juiced it with bad-assed bros such as Sean Patrick Thomas in Save the Last Dance (2001) and Mekhi Phifer in yet another Shakespearean adaptation, the teenage update of “Othello”, O (2001). You’ll be making an “oh” face watching Julia strip to a black bra in The Business of Strangers (2001), especially when you remember what “Ten Things” taught you about girls who wear black underwear’s desire for sex. Julia showed up in The Bourne Identity (2002) and a bunch of Bourne sequels, but what was really unforgettable was when Miss Stiles gave us a look at her bikini body in A Guy Thing (2003), While we’d like to have seen her naked as the day she was born, we suspect seeing Julia jiggle is many a girls’ thing too. Julia ponied up some skin with a veiled bathtub shot in the aptly named A Little Trip to Heaven (2005), while Out of the Dark (2014) gave us a good look at some robe hidden, post bath pokies. But Julia’s most disappointing role came in the stripper drama Hustlers (2019). While A-listers like Jennifer Lopez, Constance Wu, Keke Palmer, Lizzo and Lili Reinhart were all willing to shake their moneymakers, Julia doesn’t play a stripper, instead the Columbia grad plays a fully clothed journalist chronicling the crime story. If Julia was a stripper, money would be no object. All year long, we’d save for the lapdance.
