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TUESDAY WELD SAYS:
"I'll lead my own life
An unrepentant individualist, 16-year-old Tuesday remains unperturbed by mounting criticism of her precocious habits
It MAY COME AS a shock that Benjamin Disraeli was a philosophical forerunner of Hollywood's most talked about teenager, Tuesday Weld. But when Disraeli suffered the brickbats of his controversial reign as prime minister of Great Britain he held steadfastly to one creed, "Never explain and never apologize."
He had nothing on Tuesday Weld when it comes to being an unrepentant individualist. Despite all the handwringing and breast-beating over her allegedly unseemly antics, the most colorful and irrepressible 16-year-old girl to enliven the Hollywood scene in many years remains as sublimely free of guilt feelings as the day she was born.
One evening at the height of public scolding for her precocious habits — her dating of semi-octogenarians like John Ireland, her late evenings out, her asserted beatnik tendencies, her brash unconcern for the forgiveness of shocked elders — I dropped in on Tuesday in her dressing room at a Hollywood television studio.
"What about all these things I've been reading in the papers, Tuesday?" I baited her.
"They're all true!" she laughed with a toss of her golden hair, and went on applying her lipstick.
From her tone it was difficult to tell whether all or any of the stories were based on fact. All that was clear was that Tuesday was blithely unperturbed — not the
By MARK DAYTON
slightest bit distraught over her mounting notoriety or about what the articles in question might make people think about her.
A few days later, Tuesday and I had dinner in a quiet, softly lighted booth of Edna Earle's Fog Cutters, a popular Hollywood steak house, and we discussed her runaway publicity more fully. Her attitude had not changed. She still was not interested in proving that there was nothing to atone for in the first place.
"If I spent all my time trying to make people retract what they said, I wouldn't even have time to sleep," she dismissed the whole matter with regal disdain. "I figure 1 11 prove it to myself without a press agent, without anyone I'm paying to bang people over the head. I figure it should be proved by me because actions speak louder than words — or money.
What it boiled down to, as the evening progressed, was that in spite of all they were saying about her, in spite of all the backbiting and gossip, all the jealousy and resentment, Tuesday still had a firm hold on her own good opinion of herself. That was all that mattered. She seemed to have a sublime faith that as long as her own self-respect was intact, the respect of others could not long be withheld.
She declined to present herself as a young lady without fault, and she declined to prostrate herself in
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TUESDAY offers no apologies for her behavior, ► still retains her own good opinion of herself.
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