In Paris, Jackie had her ritual daily cocktail at the bar of the Ritz Hotel where Princess Diana spent her last night. Smoking her trademark Gauloise cigarettes at the time, Jackie was ‘always accompanied by an ever-changing beau de jour, many from the Sorbonne itself’.
In Paris, after having too many Grasshoppers, her favorite summer cocktail, part crème de menthe, crème de cacao, fresh cream and vodka, at a smoky Parisian boite named the White Elephant, she was hot to trot.
‘Virginity was something Jackie wanted to get rid of as soon as possible’, Jackie’s gossipy friend, author Truman Capote said. ‘If my calculations are correct, she went to bed with at least five guys before Jack sampled the honeypot’.
Jack’s courting of Jackie took place in the back seat of JFK’s car, a 1950 two-door Plymouth, according to his close friend, Lem Billing.
‘He would take Jackie back there to neck. One night, a trooper drove up and got out of his patrol car, shining his flashlight into the back seat. Jack had removed Jackie’s bra and was playing with her t**s. When the trooper recognized Jack, he apologized and said, ‘Carry on, Senator’.
Jackie had all her rituals....
Begs the question, what is Moochelle up to these days if the tabloids are true concerning her strained marriage. Which Hollywood hunks are broaching her subject?
“Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter, Clarence CArter, Clarence Carter...!!!”
Good thing she was not in back seat of Teddy’s car.