Suzanne Somers played the “dumb blonde” character, but she proved to have quite a lot of business savvy. Photo / Getty Images
Suzanne Somers played the “dumb blonde” character, but she proved to have quite a lot of business savvy. Photo / Getty Images
Long before influencers took over, the actress went from sitcom fame to cheerleader for supplements, exercise fads and sexual wellness, with great success.
Of all the sunny blondes of the 1970s, Suzanne Somers was the sunniest. She had the face, the figure, the hair, the smile, the giggle, the wiggle,and enough good humour to make her breakout “dumb blonde” character on Three’s Company lovably watchable rather than cloying or offensive.
Being a bombshell can bring a certain level of success, but it takes a special kind of charisma and drive to remain famous for more than 50 years. Somers’ alchemy derived from a combination of innocent sex appeal, nostalgia (for the pop culture ‘70s fun that she represented) and a canny understanding of the American cult of personality.
She figured out early on how to make herself the centre of a vast business enterprise, merchandising everything from her physical appearance right down to her hormone levels, her gut-bacteria levels, her marriage, even her protracted battle with breast cancer. Yes, she was a salesperson, but not in an unpleasantly aggressive way. And she seemed so happy about everything she did, with an air of disarming innocence that deflected any sense of manipulation or personal need.
Somers, who died Sunday, may have looked like a winking promise of erotic pleasure, a sexy open secret, but Three’s Company never let her character, Chrissy Snow, in on her own secret. Part buxom cheerleader — in tiny shorts and tight tank tops — and part oversize baby doll, with a goofy laugh and odd, slightly askew pigtails, she invited ogling but never ogled back, absolving viewers of any prurience.
Playing a minister’s daughter from Fresno relocated to permissive Santa Monica in a risqué (but completely chaste) coed living arrangement at the height of the sexual revolution, Somers embodied America’s uncertainty about women’s new freedoms.
But off-screen, Somers knew her worth, and when she asked for a salary equal to co-star John Ritter’s, she was fired. Although she returned to series television in the 1990s sitcom Step by Step, she never quite recaptured the TV lightning of Three’s Company.
Instead, she built a new, different kind of fame, becoming an entrepreneur of the booming wellness and beauty industries. She courted ridicule but made a fortune hawking gadgets such as the Thighmaster, a resistance device operated by opening and closing the knees.
There was something racy about this large, snakelike object held between the legs — even its name was suggestive — but it was all for the wholesome purpose of fitness. Somers had staked out her territory. She was sex without menace, the sparkly girl — then lady — next door who was happy to invite you in and show you how to be just like her: fit, healthy, young and beautiful (within certain conventional parameters, including thin, white and heterosexual).
Her four-decade empire expanded to include exercise videos (the Somersize method); how-to books (on fitness, marriage, cooking and dieting); makeup and hair care; fashion; and even a line of olive oils. She made infomercials, personal appearances and worked the talk-show circuit. She also shared the darker sides of her life: Her memoir, Keeping Secrets, revealed her past as the daughter of an alcoholic.
When she was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2000, Somers incorporated that struggle too into her public persona and business ventures. After surgery and radiation, she eschewed chemotherapy for her cancer, vowing to find more natural means to maintain her health, including following an organic diet and reducing chemical exposure.
Whatever professional beauty interventions she might have privately undergone, Somers never looked artificially preserved, just notably youthful and at ease in her body. Photo / Getty Images
Eventually, Somers created and sold merchandise based on these pursuits: organic cosmetics, dietary supplements and “gut-renewing superfoods,” in addition to writing several books about alternative treatments for cancer and other diseases, including Knockout: Interviews With Doctors Who Are Curing Cancer and Tox-Sick: From Toxic to Not-Sick. These books drew grave rebukes from doctors who accused her of spreading misinformation
Through it all, Somers stayed true to her 1970s image: long, straight blond hair with the brow-grazing bangs, permanent golden tan and bronze makeup, and off-the-shoulder blouses. Somehow, though, this never looked odd or inappropriate. Although she did not discuss plastic surgery, she did credit yet another gadget for her good looks: the “facemaster,” a microcurrent device that purported to rejuvenate sagging facial muscles. (In her infomercial for this US$250 item, Somers referred to it as “a face-lift machine” and “my No. 1 beauty secret.”)
If Somers’s intentions were not totally selfless (and how could they be - she was an astute businesswoman), they seemed at least honest. She appeared, that is, to live her own life according to the principles she propounded in all those books and videos. Photo / Mark Sommerfeld, The New York Times
The personal morphed seamlessly into the commercial, as Somers wrote several books about maintaining a vital marriage and about bolstering her libido (and her husband’s!) with so-called bioidentical hormones, which she touted as “the key to her happiness” and “the fountain of youth.” (This, too, brought pushback from the medical community, which accused Somers of promoting dangerous, unscientific cures.)
In recent years, Somers became a frequent presence on social media. She turned out dozens of Facebook Live videos filmed in her sunny, lavishly appointed home in Palm Springs, California, in which she chatted with her husband and other friends or family members, while cooking, applying makeup or modelling clothes, always while using — and hence, selling — her own products.
These were textbook examples of lifestyle branding at work: A relatable famous person invites viewers into her enviable home and then offers to sell them the objects necessary to reproduce some version of that life in their own, humbler homes. In the end, Somers’ own quest and career mirrored almost perfectly some of America’s favourite fantasies. Just consider some of her book titles: Fast and Easy, Ageless, Get Skinny, Sexy Forever. Together, they read like a telegram sent straight from America’s id.
