Special Guest Blogger: Kay Francis

As time goes on, there are fewer and fewer fans of old black and white movies and it is only the ones lucky enough to have acted in films that stand the test of time but i was one of those who wanted to be forgotten but unfortunately i lived an unforgettable life full of decadence, mayhem, and tragedy.
My life began on a sour note, my father had a drinking problem so at aged four my parents divorced and we moved away but money was tight but i did find that lying your face off does has its advantages and when i joined my new classmates at the Katharine Gibbs School, I told them my mother was Katharine Gibbs, the founder of the very school which worked out very well with my brown nosed teachers.
I got married at 17 but only three years after saying I do, I didn't anymore and moved to Paris where i really let loose and found myself back at the wedding altar with another groom but both of us turned up completely hammered so that didn't last long and i was soon back in New York and set out on a career on the stage.
I lied about my acting experience and found my way into a small part in Hamlet on Broadway  but i wasn't making much money and at that time it was the silent film era where we used caption cards to prompt the girls into various actions that would steadily become more and more suggestive in sepia tones with a jaunty piano accompaniment but then the talkies came along and everyone was moving to Hollywood so i followed and charmed Paramount Picture’s rising star Walter Huston into getting me a screen-test for Paramount Picture's latest film, Gentlemen of the Press, which launched me into the big time.
The problem with talkies is you have to talk and i suffered from a speech impediment and would pronounce my  r's as w's but this didn't stop me from climbing Hollywood's golden ladder and developing a very heavy drinking habit.
By the end of 1931 I was a certified star at the Paramount Pictures lot but an offer from Warner Brothers to double my money saw me jumping ship and become the Queen of Warner Brothers studios which marked the peak of my career.
Being a famous actress there was no shortage of men and women available and my boundless energy wasn't just for work but it all changed one afternoon when my wrist got slashed, the studio said it was from a broken window to cover my growing depression and suicide attempt.
My drinking inspired depression got worse and i was becoming a liability for the studio and the work dried up and my star faded and Warner Brothers wiped their hands clean of me and in my forlorn state i wrote that 'When I die, I want to be cremated so that no sign of my existence is left on this earth. I can't wait to be forgotten'.
I went back to working on the stage but the downward spiral was continuing and in 1948 I took far too many pills, lost consciousness in a hotel room and collapsed onto a hot radiator and burnt my legs.
After a career and a personal life full of passion and heartbreak I finally got my wish and died of breast cancer and left a note saying I didn't want a funeral or a gravestone and they could do with my ashes what the hell they wanted so once you have read this, forget it.