Admirers all around the world wished they were the stunning Debra Winger when Naval Officer Zack Mayo snatched factory worker Paula into his arms and whisked her from her place of employment in a classic romantic tale.
The iconic moment from the romance drama An Officer and a Gentleman, in which Richard Gere portrayed the dashing hero in navy whites, Officer Zack Mayo, became the standard for romantic tales for daydreamers.
Acting beside some of the sexiest men in Hollywood made Debra Winger the envy of many.
Winger, who is 67 years old, is still stunning today. Winger has shared pictures of herself on Instagram throughout the last few years; initially, she had brown hair, but now it is a naturally wavy gray.
Winger played Drusilla, the younger sister of Lynda Carter’s Diana Prince/Wonder Woman, in the popular TV series Wonder Woman (1979). Her first major role came in the 1976 film Slumber Party ’57. Winger was requested to make more appearances, but she declined out of fear that the role would mold her into a certain mold.
The emerging star would have a lucrative early 1980s and had no regrets about that choice.
She was nominated for multiple Academy Awards and Golden Globes during the peak of her early career for her roles in three classic 1980s films.
She costarred with John Travolta in Urban Cowboy in 1980; at the time, he was making fans go crazy with his slick dance moves in Saturday Night Fever (1977) and Grease (1988); she also played Emma in Terms of Endearment (1983), where she played a dying young woman with an overbearing mother named Aurora, played by Shirley MacLaine, and as Paula in An Officer and a Gentleman (1982).
Despite her enormous success, Winger took a brief break from acting to focus on other projects. Over forty years after her ascent to fame, rumors about her departure persist.
The majority of these rumors center on Winger’s conflicts with her co-stars.
Despite the fact that Winger reportedly had enough of the attractive Gere on the set, fans couldn’t get enough of him.
As stated in a passage from co-star Louis Gossett Jr.’s book “An Actor and a Gentleman,” which ABC News published, “The onscreen chemistry between the two of them was terrific, but it was a different story once the camera was turned off.” They were too close to one another to have remained apart.
Additionally, according to Gossett, Winger didn’t think highly of Gere’s acting and once called him “a brick wall.” She also called Taylor Hackford, the film’s director, who she did not like, “animal.”
Not just the characters in the movie bothered her.
MacLaine was a gorgeous, quirky, and seasoned veteran who contrasted with Winger, who was a free spirit both in real life and in her part as Emma.
Their romance began with that first meeting.
In a People interview, MacLaine stated, “I was wearing all my leftover movie-star fur coats to see how my character would feel.” “Debra was there, wearing a miniskirt and combat boots.I exclaimed, “Oh my goodness.”
According to People, “In fact, the set turned into the origin of Hollywood’s most cherished rumors.” Winger desired first place. It was said that one slugged the other.
Subsequently, the two women faced off at the Oscars after receiving nominations for best actress.
“I deserve this,” MacLaine declared in her acceptance speech as she took the award home.
Despite the rumors, Winger maintains that she “pushed the pause button” on Hollywood for private, not for work-related, reasons.
“I didn’t care for the parts that were about to happen. That was something I had already done or experienced. I required a challenge. I totally embraced the challenge that my life presented to me, Winger said to People.
MacLaine was a gorgeous, quirky, and seasoned veteran who contrasted with Winger, who was a free spirit both in real life and in her part as Emma.
Their romance began with that first meeting.
In a People interview, MacLaine stated, “I was wearing all my leftover movie-star fur coats to see how my character would feel.” “Debra was there, wearing a miniskirt and combat boots.I exclaimed, “Oh my goodness.”
According to People, “In fact, the set turned into the origin of Hollywood’s most cherished rumors.” Winger desired first place. It was said that one slugged the other.
Subsequently, the two women faced off at the Oscars after receiving nominations for best actress.
“I deserve this,” MacLaine declared in her acceptance speech as she took the award home.
Despite the rumors, Winger maintains that she “pushed the pause button” on Hollywood for private, not for work-related, reasons.
“I didn’t care for the parts that were about to happen. That was something I had already done or experienced. I required a challenge. I totally embraced the challenge that my life presented to me, Winger said to People.
We can’t imagine a Hollywood without Debra Winger and we hope she soon gets to take home an Academy Award! What are your favorite Winger movies?
Acting alongside Hollywood’s hottest men, Debra Winger was the envy of many.
Today, Winger, 67, is as beautiful as ever. In the past few years, Winger has posted photos herself on Instagram, first with brown hair and now to a natural wavy gray.
Winger’s first starring role was in the 1976 film Slumber Party ‘57, which led to a part on the hit TV series Wonder Woman (1979), where she played Drusilla, the younger sister to Lynda Carter’s Diana Prince/Wonder Woman. Winger was asked to appear more often but concerned she’d be typecast by that role, she declined.
There were no regrets for that decision, the early ‘80s would be prosperous for the rising star.
At the height of her young career, she received numerous nods from the Academy and Golden Globes for performances in three iconic movies of the 1980’s.
In 1980, she starred in Urban Cowboy, with John Travolta, who at the time was driving fans wild with his smooth dance moves in Saturday Night Fever (1977) and Grease (1988); as Paula in An Officer and a Gentleman (1982) and in Terms of Endearment (1983), where she played Emma, a dying young woman with an over-bearing mother, Aurora, played by Shirley MacLaine.
Despite her huge success, Winger, carving hours from her acting schedule, took a mini Hollywood hiatus, and more than four decades after her rise to stardom, speculation of why she left is still circulating.
Most of these rumours revolve around the feuds that Winger had with her co-stars.
Though fans couldn’t get enough of the handsome Gere, it’s been widely reported that Winger had enough of him on the set.
According to an excerpt published on ABC News from the book, “An Actor and a Gentleman,” by co-star, Louis Gossett Jr., who played Sgt. Emil Foley: “The onscreen chemistry between the two of them was terrific, but it was a different story once the camera was turned off. They couldn’t have stayed farther apart from each other.”
Gossett also claims that Winger didn’t think much of Gere’s acting and wrote that she once described Gere as “a brick wall.” And, the film’s director, Taylor Hackford, whom she also did not like, she referred to as “animal.”
It wasn’t only people on that film that ruffled her feathers.
Winger, a free spirit in real life and in her role as Emma, also clashed with the prolific MacLaine, a glamorous, eccentric and seasoned veteran.
Their first meeting set the stage for their relationship.
“To see how my character would feel I was wearing all my leftover movie-star fur coats,” MacLaine said in an interview with People. “There was Debra dressed in combat boots and a miniskirt…I thought, ‘Oh my goodness.’”
People writes, “Indeed, the set became the source of Hollywood’s most relished rumors. Winger wanted top billing. One reportedly slugged the other.”
And then, the women were pitted against each other in the Oscars when they were both nominated for best actress.
MacLaine, taking the trophy home, said in her acceptance speech, “I deserve this!”
Rumors aside, Winger insists she “pushed the pause button” on Hollywood for personal reasons and not professional.
“The parts that were coming, I wasn’t interested in. I’d already done that or I’d already felt that. I needed to be challenged. My life challenged me more than the parts, so I dove into it fully,” Winger told People.
After starring in the 1995 romcom Forget Paris with Billy Crystal, Winger took a six-year break.
In that time, she moved to New York City and shifted her focus to actor Arliss Howard, whom she married in 1996. The pair have a son, Gideon Babe, who was born in 1997, and she is stepmother to Sam, Howard’s son from a previous marriage. She also has another biological child, Noah Hutton, whom she mothered while married to her first husband, Timothy Hutton (1986 to 1990).
She reappeared in the 2001 film Big Bad Love, that was directed and produced by her husband, who also co-starred alongside Winger and Rosanna Arquette, who’s next project was 2002 film Searching for Debra Winger. As director of the documentary, Arquette attempts to answer why Winger temporarily abandoned her career at peak performance.
Winger gained some momentum with roles in Rachel Getting Married (2008) with Anne Hathaway, the 2017 romcom The Lovers, and the crime-comedy, Kajillionaire (2020).
In 2021, she was in With/In, Volume two of the anthological drama film, in the segment Her Own, which is written and directed by her husband, who also co-stars.
“I don’t know what Hollywood is. I’m living under the freaking sign now, and I just stare at it and laugh. Los Angeles is a place, but the idea of Hollywood doesn’t really exist for me,” Winger said, adding, “…although there must be some in-crowds that I just don’t know about.”
Without Debra Winger, we couldn’t imagine Hollywood, and we hope she wins an Oscar soon! Which Winger films are your favorites?
A Woman Spoke Loudly on Speaker at a Restaurant, Stained My Mother’s Dress, and Just Said ‘Oops’—but I Wasn’t Letting That Slide
My mother and I were enjoying a rare, elegant dinner when a loud woman barged in, disrupting the entire restaurant. Just as we tried to ignore her, she flung food across the table, splattering sauce onto my mother’s dress. I wasn’t about to let that slide.
My mother and I had been looking forward to this dinner for weeks. Just the two of us, a rare chance to enjoy something special without rushing, obligations, or distractions.
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I had picked the restaurant carefully. It was one of the best in town, elegant but not stuffy, with dim lighting, soft jazz floating through the air, and the quiet hum of conversation.
It was the kind of place where people spoke in low voices, where waiters moved gracefully between tables. Everything there felt just a little more refined.
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Mom rarely indulged in luxury. She was the kind of woman who always put others first, never one to spend money on herself. Growing up, she made sure I had what I needed before ever considering her own wants.
So tonight, I wanted her to simply enjoy. She had spent extra time getting ready, carefully picking out a navy blue dress that made her eyes stand out. I could tell she felt good in it, and seeing her like that made me feel good too.
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“This is lovely,” Mom said as she unfolded her napkin.
I smiled. “You deserve it.”
A waiter approached with a warm smile. “Good evening, ladies. Would you like to start with something to drink?”
Mom glanced at me. “What do you think?”
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“We’re celebrating,” I said. “Let’s get some wine.”
The waiter nodded, and just as he turned away, the restaurant door swung open.
A woman in her 50s stormed in, dressed in a flashy leopard-print blouse, her blonde hair teased too high, her phone already on speaker. Her voice cut through the peaceful atmosphere like a chainsaw.
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“Yeah, so anyway, I told her she better not pull that with me!”
Heads turned. Conversations slowed. The soft elegance of the restaurant cracked under her presence.
A deep, booming voice answered from the phone. “Oh, you KNOW she will.”
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She cackled, a sharp, high-pitched laugh that made people wince. Mom shifted in her chair, her shoulders tensing, while I sighed, already regretting that she had sat so close to us.
The woman strutted toward the table next to ours and dropped into the chair, setting her phone against her water glass. She made no attempt to lower her voice.
A mature woman talking on her phone in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
“I told her, ‘I’ll RUIN you!’” she continued, practically shouting as she tossed her purse onto the table. She gestured wildly, her free hand moving through the air with dramatic sweeps.
A couple seated on her other side exchanged a look. The man leaned toward their waiter, whispered something, and moments later, they were quietly escorted to a different table far from her. She didn’t notice. Or she didn’t care.
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The waiter returned with our wine, carefully placing the glasses in front of us, his voice lower than before. “Would you like a moment before ordering?”
I forced a polite smile. “Yes, please.”
Mom exhaled, shaking her head. “Some people have no awareness.”
I took a sip of wine and nodded toward her plate. “Let’s focus on the food.”
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Mom smiled, always one to take the high road. She picked up her fork, twirled some pasta, and took a bite, savoring the moment.
Then, disaster struck. It happened so fast. The woman let out another loud cackle and flung her arm outward, her fork still in her hand. A glob of thick, red marinara sauce flew through the air.
I saw it too late. It landed directly on my mother’s dress.
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The navy blue fabric now had a bright red stain across the front.
A hush fell over the room. The sound of forks clinking against plates stopped. Nearby diners turned, their eyes widening as they registered what had just happened.
I looked at my mother. She had frozen in place, her fork hovering mid-air, her gaze locked on the stain. Slowly, she placed it down.
I turned to the woman.
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She had seen it. She had watched the sauce hit my mother’s dress.
And then, she smirked.
“Oops.”
That was it. No apology, no concern, not even a second glance before she turned back to her phone.
A woman smirking in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
Mom reached for her napkin, dabbing at the stain with slow, careful movements. She didn’t say anything, but I could see the disappointment in her eyes, the moment of hurt she was trying to swallow down.
She continued dabbing at the stain, her expression calm, but I knew better. She wasn’t the type to make a fuss, no matter how much she deserved to. But I wasn’t my mother.
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I leaned in, my voice sharp but steady. “Excuse me, you just got food all over my mother.”
The woman barely glanced up from her phone. “Yeah, well, accidents happen.” Her voice was flat, dismissive, as if she had spilled a drop of water and not ruined someone’s evening.
My fingers tightened around my glass. “Right. Just like how it would be an accident if someone bumped into your table and—whoops—spilled this very full glass of wine?”
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That got her attention.
Her eyes flicked to the deep red liquid swirling dangerously close to the rim. I tilted the glass slightly, just enough to let her imagine the worst.
“You wouldn’t,” she scoffed, but her voice had lost some of its edge.
I smiled. “Wouldn’t I?”
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For the first time, she looked uneasy.
She sat up a little straighter, finally lowering her phone. “Listen, sweetheart, don’t be so dramatic. It’s just a little sauce. Your mom can get it dry-cleaned.”
A sharp breath left my nose. “It’s not about the dress. It’s about basic human decency.”
She rolled her eyes and reached for her fork. “Jesus. People are so sensitive these days.”
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Before I could respond, a new voice cut in.
“Ma’am.”
The restaurant manager had appeared beside us. He was tall, dressed in a crisp black suit, his expression carefully composed. His voice was smooth, polite, but firm. He had seen everything.
He turned to my mother first. “I’m so sorry for what happened. Please forgive us for the inconvenience, and of course, dessert is on the house.”
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Mom, ever gracious, nodded. “That’s very kind of you.”
Then the manager turned to the woman.
“And as for you,” he said, his polite smile never reaching his eyes, “lower your voice or leave. Oh, and just so you know—” he gestured toward the couple that had moved earlier “—we’ve covered their meal. No one should have to suffer through such inconsiderate behavior.”
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The woman blinked. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” His voice remained leveled, but his patience had thinned.
She let out an incredulous laugh. “Are you serious? This is discrimination.”
“Not at all, ma’am,” the manager replied smoothly. “We just value respectful diners.”
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For a moment, she looked like she might argue. Her mouth opened, but then she glanced around the room, noticing the way people were staring. The weight of dozens of judging eyes pressed down on her.
A ripple of quiet applause spread through the room.
Karen’s face turned an angry shade of red. She scoffed, looking around as if expecting someone to come to her defense, but no one did. Her eyes flicked to the manager, then back to me.
A serious woman in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
“You won’t get away with this!” she snapped, her voice louder than ever.
James, still composed, tilted his head slightly.
Karen let out an irritated huff, yanking her phone off the table with one hand while shoving her chair back with the other. The legs scraped against the floor, making a sharp screech that cut through the quiet.
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“Unbelievable,” she muttered under her breath. She reached into her bag, pulled out some cash, and tossed it onto the table without counting. Then, with one final glare in my direction, she stormed out of the restaurant, her heels clicking loudly with each step.
The second the door swung shut behind her, the room seemed to breathe again. Conversations resumed, waiters moved with a little more ease, and the soft hum of jazz once again filled the air.
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I exhaled, my grip on my wine glass finally loosening. When I turned to my mother, I expected to see frustration, maybe even embarrassment.
Instead, she chuckled. “Well,” she said, shaking her head, “that was quite the dinner.”
I let out a small laugh, reaching for my glass. “To karma.”
She raised hers, and we clinked them together, the deep red liquid inside staying exactly where it belonged.
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