It takes a special kind of supernaturally sultry platinum blonde to upstage a character named Pussy Galore, and that magically individual bombshell is Shirley Eaton. Always a stunning presence on the silver screen, Shirley perfected the classic statuesque sexpot, strutting her leggy stuff with class and allure, from her smooth, tapered shins to her untamed tigress eyes. She wore a bikini with the grace most women can only muster in an evening gown. Her roles were always a variation of the hopelessly unattainable dream boat from whom no man can hope to tear his eyes. In Goldfinger (1964), Eaton's modeling of pool-appropriate attire left the sensationally named Pussy Galore in a shadow of heavenly hydraulics and a devilish dimpled derriere. It's a shame she did not show more.