Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Aug 1926)

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73 An Actress Talks about Men Lilyan Tashman gives her impressions of the foibles of the opposite sex, and tells what characteristics a girl should have in order to attract certain well-known male stars. By Dorothy Manners MEN," said Lilyan Tashman, "should be taken as they are — or left alone. They can't be changed or made over. They are," she chuckled with that huskiness that is part of Lilyan 's charm, "too darn proud of their faults to be remodeled. Rob a man of his mistakes, or the experience of his errors and he is as undecorated as a soldier without buttons." Somewhere in the hilltop home of Mr. and Mrs. EdLowe a clock struck We were alone, Lilyan in a room that was gay with chintz and orange flowers and pillows and footstools and books. Outside it was crisp and cold. At such an hour under such circumstances women invariably talk of men. Not all women, however, talk of men with the keen observation of Lilyan ; but then all women haven't had the colorful experience of the "Follies," Broadway, and the movies. Perhaps I had better have said that Lilyan talked of men while I ate exotic candy and congratulated myself on being alive. In the immediate past was a dinner that would have tempted a king. For the present I was enjoying the hospitality of a cheerful room on a cold night. In the immediate future Lilyan would talk of men. My life, you see, is not without its moments. Lilyan went on to say, "They can hardly finish saying T love you' before they want to tell about their escapades. In retrospect these become very charming ex mund nine, and I, fhuto by Seeley periences. 'Living life' they love to call it. That is a woman's cue to be very mellow and forgiving. Men," she said, "adore being forgiven." I said, wasn't it the truth ! Men were certainly funny, all right. And then suddenly inspired I sprang a tricky one. I said, "Lilyan, suppose you were the heroine of a book or anything abstract like that and you wanted the hero to fall in love with you how would you go about it ?" "Heavens !" said Lilyan, for which I could not blame her. But I had my mind made up. "How would you go about it?" She countered, "Why, I don't know," and then proved she did by adding, "First I'd make sure he could love me." Lilyan Tashman' s sense of humor permits her to laugh with, not at, life. "What do you mean, could?'' "You can love a certain man devotedly and he could never love you. I would never try to win such a man. Unrequited love may be romantic in poetry, but it's a nuisance to every one concerned in life." "But if all you needed was to arouse his interest?" "Then I would try to be the type of woman he most admired." I thought back through Lilyan's screen loves — a brigade which numbered Ian Keith, Tom and Owen Moore, Monte Blue, Lionel Barrymore, Charles Ray, Reggy Denny, Rockcliffe Fellows and others. Pickingone at random I said, "Suppose he were the type of man Rockcliffe Fellows is." Lilyan curled her feet under her on the divan and locked her fingers around her knees. "Why, Cliffe — you see Eddie and I have known him so long — it's hard to say. But I think if I wanted to win Cliffe I would be as beautiful as I possibly could. He adores beautiful women almost abstractly. Cliffe would admire me as Continued on page 111