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Life Without A Problem
Kenny Moore
February 07, 1989
That's the way Turia Mau Payot describes her idyllic existence in Tahiti
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February 07, 1989

Life Without A Problem

That's the way Turia Mau Payot describes her idyllic existence in Tahiti

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Turia Mau payot enters the room with mischievous eyes, easy grin and purring French. She holds up her cheek to be kissed. After giving a moment's passing view of white blossoms in her hair and amused wrinkle across her brow, she offers the other cheek. Her fragrance is a complex jasmine-ginger.

Like its women, the French Polynesian island of Tahiti presents itself in a rush of sensual impressions. After only a day or two upon it, you find you have plunged into crystalline freshwater grottoes, delved in the tender flesh of pamplemousse and poisson cru, and been ruined for earth tones by the impossible colors of lagoon and flower, fish and pareu.

Turia Mau grew up one of 14 amphibious kids on the vanilla and banana plantation of her parents, Terii Terai and Tetu Paiatuiroo, in Tohaotu. She went to school until she was 13, then returned home to look after the younger children. She now has some 64 nieces and nephews, though her hold on all their names is not too firm.

"So many different children by different wives," she says. "That is very Tahitian. The guys' mentality has always been that they can run off because there's always a sister or grandmother around to take care of the kids. That's changing now, with education. But I never liked it, from age 13."

In 1965, Mau was chosen Miss Tiurai (Miss Bastille Day), and that brought her to the attention of the Tahiti tourist promotion people and, ultimately, SI swimsuit editor Jule Campbell, who arranged to photograph Mau in a bikini on Bora Bora. Turia posed for the shoot ("I remember the photographer saying, 'Just present the swimsuit' ") and then forgot about it.

Sometime later, when she was in Hong Kong on a trip to promote Tahiti, some Americans came up to her waving a sports magazine. One asked, "Is this you?"

"Yeah, I guess it is," she said, astonished. In that 1968 cover photo, she is twisting water out of her hair, eyes downcast. Inside there was a more typical photograph of her with a smile and eyes alight. Now, in her scrapbook, the ebbing colors of the photos have the look of Gauguin's primitives, though Turia is more delicate than that painter's thick-limbed Tahitians.

What came of it all? "Rien." Nothing. After Bora Bora, she worked in a pharmacy for a year or so. "Then," she says, showing dimples, "I went on vacation. For the rest of my life."

When she posed for the SI cover, she was 26 and unmarried, though she had been keeping company with Ren� Payot for five years. He is a distinguished Swiss public works engineer 17 years her senior. Having worked in Morocco, Mali and Sudan, he came to Tahiti in 1962 and met Mau soon after. "Beaucoup de chance, eh?" he says now, with a courtly air. A lot of luck, indeed, because she has been with him ever since. They were married in 1976 and their daughter, Vatea, is now 17.

Ren� built them a beautiful open house on a hill south of Papeete. There, on the white deck by the deep-blue pool, with a view of the fairy-tale volcanic sculptures on the island of Moorea, 12 miles across the ocean, she calls her last 20 years, "life without a problem, a beautiful life."

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