Kandi makes do with what she's got – namely, a great body, a pretty face, a sexy little voice, and both her hands in your pockets. 

Kandi is nobody's girl – although a half-dozen boys might be under a different impression on any given day.  She doesn't have to try.  Her mouth, hips, and shoulders transform mens' minds like a dancing cobra.  As they obsess on how to keep her, she suggests visions of her shallowest desires which swell and pop in shapes of bubble gum from her shiver-inducing lips. 

Somewhere, squarely above those perky pushed-up tits, there's a shred of decency that only occasionally begs expression.