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New York overwhelmed me. For the first few weeks I only strayed a couple of blocks from my hotel off Times Square. I would see three movies a day in an attempt to escape my loneliness and depression. I spent $150 of my limited funds just on seeing movies. - James Dean

Congrats to the ultimate winner of the Hot & Vintage Movie Women Tournament, Ms. Eartha Kitt! She has conquered all 540 women before her and has been crowned the hottest of them all. May she glory in her well-earned victory in the glow of the sun forevermore.

All previous contestants are now banished below to the shadow realm, to celebrate with their upside-down dances in the depths of the earth.

I want to thank everyone for their support of the blog these last couple months and all the amazing propaganda—I've learned so much about all the hot women and had so much fun reveling in, lusting after, making fun of, fangirling about and falling in love with these hotties with you. I'll write a longer post later, but before we close out the women's tournament—this is all because of you!

Thank you and goodnight. Purrrrrr.

A worker uses a power drill on an A-31 "Vengeance" dive bomber at the Vultee factory in Nashville, Tennessee. Credit Alfred T. Palmer.

Ann Dvorak in Scarface (1932)

"Rawlins this is Mrs. Kilbourne."

"Mrs. Kilbourne, haven´t you a cold? Oh, it must be the telephone. Your voice sounds so youthful."

Merrily We Live ( 1938)

director. Norman Z. McLeod

“She’d have ice cream for breakfast, while reading Freud.” —Mack Sennett on Mabel Normand

(From Roscoe "Fatty" Arbuckle: A Biography of the Silent Film Comedian, 1887-1933 by Stuart Oderman, 1994)

favorite female on pre-code

↳ ann dvorak: three on a match (1932)

Louis Armstrong draws a trumpet on the head of a French punk, 1961

“We all got totally soused somewhere on the West Side, and I remember Monty shouting to Liz, ‘You are the only woman I will ever love,’ and Elizabeth slumped in a chair staring at him with those magnificent violet eyes and crooning, ‘Baby, oh baby,’ over and over again.” -Ed Foote on his last memory of Montgomery Clift.