In my Last Supper there's Jesus, or King Karl of Lagerfeld, self-professed hater of fatties, uglies, and seemingly anyone who doesn't neatly fit his ideal of beauty! Yeah, yeah, I know he designs pretty things, but does that automatically give him authority to publicly humiliate those he finds not so pretty?
Enrique casually leans on one woman's nearly naked bottom, while another woman grinds hers into his right ear. He buries his handsome face in the crevice of the first woman's arse. The camera pans across a room filled with women in bikinis, lacy lingerie, and see-through underwear. The men are fully clothed.