Mariska Hargitay has 2 adopted children – meet her sweet family

Mariska Hargitay has had a long and successful career in television and film. Starring as Olivia Benson on Law & Order, the 58-year-old has become a true star. However, her past also includes a huge tragedy.

Hargitay has had to live with the tragic accident for decades. But more importantly, the Golden Globe-winning actress has also managed to find love and create a wonderful family.

Mariska and her husband Peter Herman have been happily married for 17 years. But on their first date, he made her cry. This is all you need to know about Mariska Hargitay’s life – and the tragic times she has overcome.

Mariska Hargitay was born on January 23, 1964, in Santa Monica, California, to actor Mickey Hargitay and actress Jayne Mansfield. It was supposed to be a wonderful upbringing with two loving parents. However, when Mariska was 3-years of age, her mother, Jayne, passed away in a tragic accident.

At the time, Jayne Mansfield’s career had begun to fail. She was dropped from 20th Century Fox in 1962 – two years before Mariska was born – and instead appeared in several TV programs and game shows.

Instead of just focusing on Hollywood, Mansfield decided to go international in the 1960s, starring in several German, Italian and British films. She also began appearing on stage at nightclubs, touring both in the US and UK.

In 1967, a tour was put together by Don Arden – the legendary music manager and father of Sharon Osbourne. One week, she was performing in the town of Batley.

The tour of the UK was the last Jayne Mansfield did. While driving from a nightclub appearance in Mississippi, en route to New Orleans, she passed away in a car accident when her vehicle collided with a tractor-trailer. Jayne was only 34.

Mansfield, her then-boyfriend Sam Brody, and their driver instantly passed away in the accident. The beloved Hollywood sttar was buried beside her father at the Fairview Cemetery in Pennsylvania.

Three of her children were asleep in the back seat of the car, but they made it out unharmed. After that, Mariska Hargitay moved to be with her father, Mickey Hargitay, and even though she was very young, she won’t ever forget it.

“Losing my mother at such an early age is the scar of my soul,” she told Redbook in 2009. “But I feel like it ultimately made me into the person I am today. I understand the journey of life. I had to go through what I did to be here.”

Mariska Hargitay went on to study at Marymount High School, where she was active in theatre groups.

She chose to study theater at UCLA in California, and not long after, in 1984, she made her film debut in Ghoulies. After that, Hargitay spent the 1980s performing in several TV series to pursue a career on the bigger stage. But, unlike her mother, she didn’t change her name or the color of her hair, which Jayne was famous for doing.

But even though Mariska Hargitay now had her career, she was always compared to her late mother.

People advised her to change her name and appearance and even copy her mother’s sexy image. At one point, Mariska turned down doing a nude scene in the movie Jocks (1986). Being the daughter of a Hollywood icon hasn’t been easy. And sometimes, it even has been a burden for her.

“I used to hate constant references to my mom because I wanted to be known for myself,” Mariska Hargitay told Closer. “Losing my mother at such a young age is the scar of my soul.”

The horrible accident has always been with her, and the memory of her mother will never fade. However, Mariska Hargitay has had a very different look at the accident, which she said wasn’t one at all.

Mariska Hargitay, Peter Hermann

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“There are no accidents,” Hargitay told James Lipton in a 2014 interview on Inside The Actors Studio. “And I believe God has a plan. Although I don’t understand it, I do trust it. And I learned to make peace with what is.”

Mariska Hargitay – ‘Law & Order’
“It’s also helpful in acting. You have to accept what is and try to figure it out. I think my philosophy is what can I learn from this situation and how can I grow. Because that’s the most important thing to me is growing,” Hargitay added.

In 2018, Hargitay spoke further on the tough loss. She explained that she’s gotten candid about it again, trying to avoid pain, loss, and feeling things.

“But I’ve learned instead to real­ly lean into it because sooner or later you have to pay the piper,” she said. “I’m not saying it’s easy, and it certainly hasn’t been for me. There’s been a lot of darkness. But on the other side, things can be so bright.”

Mariska followed her mother into the acting business. And she sure looks very much like Janye!

After 15 years of acting, Mariska Hargitay scored her significant breakthrough role. In 1999, she starred as Olivia Benson in NBC’s police drama Law & Order: Special Victims Unit. The show is still running, with Mariska appearing in more than 500 episodes.

Mariska Hargitay, Peter Hermann

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“I read the script, and I knew in my gut that I had to do this role,” she recalled on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert. “I read it and just, chills, and knew that I had to do it.”

However, before she got the role, Hargitay’s agent warned her about taking it, saying it might be “too dark.” But that wasn’t a concern of Mariska’s at all.

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