Friday, August 19, 2011

A Quick Hit of Jane Fonda


Newsweek magazine

With a new book out and ready for her own ‘third act,’ Fonda talks politics, aging, romance—and the joy of sex after 70.

As celebrity social crusaders go, it doesn’t get any more vivid than Jane Fonda. She has spent her life raising a glamorous fist: against the Vietnam War and armed conflicts abroad, for women’s rights. She even pumped up the plump with her exercise tapes.

Now, at 73, she is on a new tear: campaigning for sex, hormone replacement, seated tricep lifts, Zen—anything that will help those 60 and beyond live the good life.
Her new book, Prime Time, is about what she calls her third—and final—act. Filled with snippets of research gleaned from experts, poignant recollections from her past, and instructions on everything from masturbation to the Monte Carlo financial-modeling system, it is, she says, her gift to the generation that has stuck with her, in all her incarnations, through half a century.
“I feel like I need to be there for them,” she says, as we speed through the city in the back seat of a black Escalade headed for Newark Airport after a three-day media tour of New York that included appearances on Charlie Rose and Live With Regis and Kelly. She travels alone without diva trappings; no assistant, no hair and makeup people, no lap dog. Just a couple of carry-ons and a garment bag. “We’re the first generation to be in this situation, to be aging but also to be active and really alive. There just aren’t any road maps. It’s terrifying.”
Jane Fonda
Spencer Heyfron for Newsweek
Posture perfect, her manicured hands in a constant state of motion in tandem with her whiskied voice, Fonda doesn’t look terrified. In fact, in a form-fitting green pullover (lots of cleavage), tailored khaki carpenter’s pants, and loafers, she looks as she always has: ready for anything and about to bubble over with passionate asides and unbridled wonder. In its September issue, Harper’s Bazaar features her in profile in a tight black dress with illusion lace down the sides, no undergarments; her head is tossed back mid-laugh, her hand on her hip.
Full piece at Newsweek via Book Beast.

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