The phrase “platinum blonde best describes Jean Harlow.
If audiences like you, you don’t have to be an actress.
The men like me because I don’t wear a brassiere. And the women like me because I don’t look like a girl who would steal a husband. At least not for long.
I like to wake up feeling a new man.
To a producer: What kind of whore am I now?
Louis B. Mayer about Harlow’s disastrous marriage to Paul Bern –
“Tell me, how does a girl like Harlow, a temple of sex, wind up married to a fairy bigamist? Tell me!”
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