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CAROLYN JONES
Spurned as a ivriter and divorced by his wife, Aaron Spelling was a bitter young man
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CAROLYN makes him feel like the most masculine man in the world, says her hubby, Aaron Spelling.
By BILL TUSHER
JRCUMSTANCES had conspired to give young and talented Aaron Spelling too good an opinion of himself and too poor an opinion about women. His outlook, B.C. (before Carolyn), is best described in his own unsparing words.
"When I was at Southern Methodist University in Dallas," he grins. "I won a cup once for being the most selfish member of the student body. It was the MCBOC trophy — awarded to the Most Charming Bounder on Campus. Only it wasn't pronounced bounder. People used to say to me, 'You're the most selfish, self-indulgent so-and-so I've ever known. I don't know why we like you.' "
Part of that irresistible charm rubbed off on one of the SMU co-eds, and Aaron married her. With practice, she not only found out why she liked Aaron, she also discovered reasons — still vague to him — for disliking him and leaving him.
"She was a very wealthy girl," Spelling says in extenuation of that abortive experiment in nuptial bliss. "I thought it would be very smart to marry her, since that seemed to be the easiest and fastest way to become familiar with the problems of social nobility."
Intent upon making his mark in Hollywood, Aaron took his bride to lotus land by the sea. Having been a shining campus playwright — not to mention SMU's irrepressible gridiron cheerleader — he expected Hollywood to fall dead at his feet. Something less than that happened. He failed acquaintance with the problems of social nobility, but his wife, unhappily, became acquainted with the problems of destitution. Aaron's vaunted charm, six months after they said their vows, lacked sufficient glue power to keep their marriage from coming unstuck.
"I went to an interview for a job selling tickets for American Airlines, and when I got home she was gone. Her father had sent her a plane ticket to take her back to Texas. That killed what little sense of security I had. I was stuck here, lonely and broke. I was terribly hurt."
His wife's sudden exodus, sanctified soon thereafter by divorce, somehow left Aaron with a jaundiced view of the opposite sex.
"It was an awakening period," he recalls archly. "I found that girls can be vain, stupid, narrow-minded and bigoted. I learned that I'd been a shnook and decided to attack life."
His method of attack was oblique. He loved to meet women who gave him the slightest excuse to hate their innards.
"I had a tremendous chip on my shoulder," he candidly admits. "I wasn't in a very receptive mood to the considerateness of other people, women in particular."
Then along came Jones. Carolyn Jones.
This was a pre-titian Jones. She was an undulating blonde at the time, with clinging dresses and cloying eyes, trying to set off sexpot reactions in Hollywood. She, too, was fresh out of Texas. No one in the film world had heard of her, and Spelling was willing to do his bit to perpetuate her obscurity.
Through a comedy of errors related at other times, she ended up
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