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And, frankly, I was just never under the spotlight of potential ingenue material.
Courtesy of Laura Geller Beauty.
In my 40-year career in entertainment, I’ve never had to fight a nudity clause.
I fought to be nude in scenes.
The studios fought back.
I was young and had not fully formed into my authentic self.
I guzzled cotton-candy-flavored Big Gulps and smoked Camel lights.
I had skipped along the merry path of life with nary a beauty care.
That is, until recently.
I am 58 years old.
Its still you underneath.
Thats right, for good or bad and due to seismic medical advances, we are living much longer.
So middle age hits at 60 years old.
Not like our ancestors who died of scurvy at the age of 30.
In which case, middle age was 15.
We can blame our cultureand I do.
But its riddled with far more imperative issues than ageism.
Not only for ourselves but future generations.
We have been there.
Done him and even her.
We are no longer the student; we are the teacher.
I have found that wisdom is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
We are hardly irrelevant.
We are robust forces who have the money to scaffold your body scrubs and face creams.
I dont want to be burdened with the Sisyphean task of remaining in the matrix of youth.
But I refuse to be invisible.
Women, grab my hand, and go ahead.
