Just a few weeks ago I stayed up late and watched Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. Mesmerized by how beautiful Elizabeth Taylor looked in the film, I caught myself not looking at anyone else except her, what she was wearing and how she would pose that insane figure of hers. Even Paul Newman, with his exceptional good looks, didn't stand a chance next to her. My favorite film of hers is probably Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, as she is outstanding and I get so uncomfortable when watching it.
The lady leaves a legacy that not only involves film, beauty, diamond bling and perfumes - but also an enormous heart. She was an AIDS/HIV activist like no other.