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Yeardley Smith

Yeardley Smith was born in Paris, France, where her father was a correspondent with UPI. By the time she was two, the family moved to Washington, D.C., where she grew up.

Yeardley began her career when she was 14 years old, at a local dinner theater outside of Washington, D.C., where she played "Tinkerbell" in an unauthorized musical adaptation of Peter Pan. Upon graduating from high school, she performed in a play at New Playwright's Theater in Washington, D.C., earning rave reviews for her part in a new musical comedy revue that paved the way to Arena Stage, where she appeared in Tom Stoppard's On The Razzle and Moliere's The Imaginary Valid.

The following year Yeardley moved to New York where she understudied the role of Debbie in Tom Stoppard's The Real Thing, directed by Mike Nichols and starring Jeremy Irons and Glenn Close. She took over the role two months into the Broadway run and played the part for eight months. During that time, she also did her first two movies: Heaven Help Us and The Legend of Billie Jean.

Yeardley moved to Los Angeles in 1986, "did a dreadful pilot and a good play," and won the part of Lisa Simpson on The Tracey Ullman Show.

Other television credits include guest appearances on Dharma & Greg, Murphy Brown, Empty Nest, Tales from the Dark Side, Mama's Family, Louie and three years as "Louise Fitzer" on FOX's Herman's Head. Other film credits include Jingle All the Way, City Slickers, Maximum Overdrive and Silence Like Glass.

Yeardley lives in Los Angeles with her two cats, Betsey and Clementine. Her favorite colors are blue and "Lisa Simpson." She loves to cook, hates to vacuum, paints, writes, and has been known to play the piano as long as nobody's around.

 



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