Remembering the legendary Jean Arthur, who left us thirty years ago today — the two Jeans acted side by side with Clara Bow in The Saturday Night Kid (1929). Here’s a still for the film with Clara Bow, Jean Harlow, and Arthur: The Saturday Night Kid holds the distinction of being Jean Harlow’s first credited … Continue reading A Pair of Jeans
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Studio “Candids”, 1933
A pair of “candids” (i.e. obviously posed pictures) of a lovely Jean Harlow taking a stroll on the MGM lot, 1933. A creature of habit, she’s yet again wearing a dress you can spot multiple times in different portraits from this era, as well as her usual tennis shoes. (Apparently Louis B. Mayer was … Continue reading Studio “Candids”, 1933
Harlow in Kansas City, August (and November) 1930
Found a new-to-me-and-probably-to-you picture of Jean Harlow and her mother, from the Kansas City Times, August 1930: The two were in town on August 14, on their way to New York on the Santa Fe Chief for the regional premiere of Hell's Angels (1930). The pair stopped off at Union Station for a short hometown … Continue reading Harlow in Kansas City, August (and November) 1930
Release the Horned Toads!
July 11, 1931: Eighty nine years ago today, Jean visits one of her regular haunts, The Ambassador Hotel, to publicize a quaint fundraising event— an early horned toad derby! Harlow is shown raising the barrier for the race finale below. The toads were given names similar to those of their racing horse counterparts. Some of … Continue reading Release the Horned Toads!
Harlow in the Kitchen With Sweets … and Beets!
Harlow’s kitchen capabilities were well known by the time she had established herself at MGM, as many cast and crew could tell you, but that wasn’t exactly the case early on. The public were primarily focused on Harlow’s hair; as they would be until she broke into better roles later that same year. One of … Continue reading Harlow in the Kitchen With Sweets … and Beets!
The Birth of Harlean Carpenter
One quiet evening on March 3, 1911, an affluent neighborhood in central Kansas City, Missouri, was about to produce a child that would go on to make indelible marks on the world; the catch being nobody yet knew it. Perhaps Jean Carpenter had the keenest sense of what was to come; leading up to this … Continue reading The Birth of Harlean Carpenter
“Extra Girl Gets Her First Close-Up” by Jean Harlow
Starting off, it's fairly well known that Jean was a voracious reader and writer from childhood. She tended to write long and wordy personal letters; she even penned a poem titled "I Have Found God" at the tender age of ten. Multiple times over the years in different interviews, she expressed her love for writing … Continue reading “Extra Girl Gets Her First Close-Up” by Jean Harlow
The Strangest Things “Turnip”
Sorry for that title, I really am. Anyway, perusing Newspapers this morning I did a random search for Jean and found something totally new to me in every way. Mr. Hauser was described as a revered "physiological chemist", but he was really more of a food faddist when we look back at his work. Considering … Continue reading The Strangest Things “Turnip”
From My Collection: Harlow at the Mayfair Ball, December 1934
A lovely Jean Harlow is pictured embracing Harriet Parsons, the only child of her good friend Louella Parsons, at Hollywood’s annual Mayfair Ball in December 1934. Held at the Beverly-Wilshire, a torrent of celebrities flooded the exclusive members-only event. Image is from my personal collection. An excerpt from columnist Dan Thomas’ description of the event, … Continue reading From My Collection: Harlow at the Mayfair Ball, December 1934
Remembering Harlean Carpenter, Eighty Two Years On
These are some of my absolute favorite professional portraits of Harlean. Portraits made by photographer Harvey White in Spring 1933, around the time Jean was filming HOLD YOUR MAN (1933). I wish I could voice all of my thoughts and every little bit of admiration I have for this wonderful woman. On this dismal … Continue reading Remembering Harlean Carpenter, Eighty Two Years On
