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I Remember When I Got The Part In Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. Jane Russell - She Was The Brunette In It And I Was The Blonde. She Got $200,000 For It, And I Got My $500 A Week, But That To Me Was, You Know, Considerable. She, By The Way, Was Quite Wonderful To Me. The Only Thing Was I Couldn't Get A Dressing Room. Finally, I Really Got To This Kind Of Level And I Said, "look, After All, I Am The Blonde, And It Is Gentlemen Prefer Blondes!" Because Still They Always Kept Saying, "remember, You're Not A Star." I Said, "well, Whatever I Am, I Am The Blonde!

My Illusions Didn't Have Anything To Do With Being A Fine Actress. I Knew How Third Rate I Was. I Could Actually Feel My Lack Of Talent, As If It Were Cheap Clothes I Was Wearing Inside. But, My God, How I Wanted To Learn, To Change, To Improve!

Beneath The Makeup And Behind The Smile I Am Just A Girl Who Wishes For The World.

As Michael (chekhov)'s Pupil, I Learned More About Acting. I Learned Psychology, History, And The Good Manners Of Art - Taste.

At Twelve I Looked Like A Girl Of Seventeen. My Body Was Developed And Shapely. I Still Wore The Blue Dress And The Blouse The Orphanage Provided. They Made Me Look Like An Overgrown Lummox.