Harlow had transformed from society wife to movie star. The story was that she had given a ride to an actress friend who was working at 20th Century Fox, and a casting director noticed her sitting in her car. Still a teen, she was a great natural beauty, with sun-bleached hair, a Kewpie doll pout, a bold, inviting gaze, a curvy figure, and an air of worldliness beyond her age. The fellow asked if she wanted to submit to an audition, and she brushed him off but took his card.
