When I shot that horror film last year, I played a wife and mother of a 13 year old girl who was playing 11, but she could've passed for 15 since she was only one inch shorter than me. When I was brought in for ADR, I got to see the cut of the film for the first time. It was a bit disheartening as I looked 22 at the most and horribly miscast. There was no WAY I could have a daughter that old.
When I was at the epic callback that lasted for three hours just the other day, I read with one kid who I thought was just great, but looked about 20-22. After he left, the director and producer asked me what I thought. "I loved him!" I said, "But does it look like we could really be a couple? Doesn't he look a bit too young for me?" "Not at all!" the director said. "How old are you?" asked the producer.
This is actually an illegal question to ask at a Sag audition due to ageism, but sometimes people don't know this, and this was a non-union project anyways. "How old is the character?" I asked back. That's what we're taught to answer in this situation. The producer knew what was up. "She's 54," he smiled. "That's wonderful!" I laughed, "I'm 53 and a half!"
Last year for my birthday, I made cookie pie (frozen pie crust filled with cookie dough and underbaked like brownies - YUM!) and I wrote Happy 22-28th Birthday! Cause that's my range.