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Okay...so my manager calls me and asks if I'm interested in going out on a commercial audition where the character is a bubbly, attractive mother of a 35 year old -- with an age range somewhere between 50 and 70.
Now, in real life, I’m a “Hate that gray? Wash it away!” kinda woman…which has, on more than one occasion, led to some embarrassment when I’ve been out in public with my prematurely-graying son.
Here I am with my 36 year-old son, Chris, an engineer,
motivational speaker, and the inspiration for
My Kid Is My Guru: Christopher's Wisdom.
I have often been mistaken for his wife or girlfriend.The last time, we were at a restaurant with my granddaughter, who happens to have inherited a lot of my DNA. She actually looks a lot like my son who happens to look like me. But don’t just take my word for it, here are pictures; you be the judge.
Anyway, the waitress kept looking quizzically at the three of us while she took our order…and then rolled her eyes as she walked off. After that incident, I told my son I was going to have a t-shirt made for him that says: “No, she is NOT robbing the cradle, she’s my MOTHER!”…and maybe another one for my granddaughter that says: “I’m with Nana!”
I’ve also frequently been told by folks who’ve been to see “MOIST!” the sex-istential musical comedy celebration of the mature woman that I do with Iona Morris – or seen my stand-up comedy act about being an aging, “front-line” baby-boomer – that they were perplexed by some of the things I talk about regarding the physical changes of getting older, because how could I have any first-hand knowledge of such when I didn’t appear to be that old?
So, I knew if I was going to have any shot at all at booking this commercial, I was going to have to bring out the HEAVY ARTILLERY -- the gray wig!
Anticipating just this sort of situation, my dear actress friend, Annie Korzen (“Doris Klompus” from Seinfeld), another Clairol Nice ‘n Easy Color aficionado, had taken me wig shopping right before I moved to
This commercial audition was to be my first “outing” with gray hair and it forced me to confront the considerable amount of ego I have invested in not looking my age…and my unwillingness to relinquish the idea of still being thought of as “a babe.”
Now, personally, I don’t happen to think this a bad thing; I made peace with my vanity a long time ago. I just want to be honest and confess that my first reaction at the thought of walking out on the street as a “sexually-neutered” gray-head was…
“Eeeeeewwwwwww!!!”
But then, a funny thing happened on my way to the audition…
First, walking through Penn Station, I got hit on by an attractive man whom I estimated to be about ten years younger than me. He gave me his card saying that he couldn’t help but notice my “beautiful silver hair” and asked me to give him a call if I ever wanted to go out to dinner!
Then…I got oogled at the audition by several of the young guys who were there to play my son-in-law!
Then…the male casting director recognized me from Edge of Night (even with the wig on!) and marveled at how “fabulous” I looked and asked for another picture and resume for his files!
And could it be possible (with a debt of gratitude to the likes of Susan Sarandon, Suzanne Sommers, Susan Lucci, Vanessa Williams, Demi Moore, Angela Bassett, the women of Desperate Housewives and Betty White and her Hot In Cleveland possee) that "THE SEASONED WOMAN" as a cultural icon has even become TRENDY? !
"Hallelujiah!!!"
Who knows? Maybe gray hair is even on its way to becoming a fetish!
So to all you single, peri-, post- and menopausal women who’ve been terrified of getting older and “going gray” because you feared that men would find you less attractive and desirable, take heed...
"And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know... Wo-wo-wo...Wo-wo-wo!"
Written by Paul Simon (Lyrics) & Art Garfunkle
Copyright 1967, from The Graduate
