Feb 27, 2014
"Mae West came like a rainfall, a veritable torrent upon a dry desert. Here, unmistakable, whatever one might think of her art, was a woman, a female. No little dried-up cutie, no pretty little narrow-shouldered skeleton of a chicken, no parched and skinny pseudo-vamp, no trumped up, artificial siren, but a good, large, full, round, old-time 1890 woman, with a ‘woman’ up and down and side-wise written plainly on her every figure - and all other places." - George Jean Nathan on Mae West.
