Hey, girl, what’s your flavor? Chic brunette or blonde bombshell? Diplomatic elegance or overflowing glamour? Jackie or Marilyn?
¡Trick question! It’s irrelevant. Because both (yes, both) let their guard down and got cozy with a little smoke. At least once.
Jackie Kennedy: Hashy Sweets To Dance The Pain Away
Back in 1963, Jackie Kennedy had just endured the unthinkable: the death of her baby boy, Patrick. Brokenhearted, she accepted an offer meant to soothe her pain. The invitation came from none other than Aristotle Onassis, whom she would marry 5 years later.
Yachts, Mediterranean Sea breeze and a much-needed escape. Destination: Morocco.
Alongside her sister, Lee Radziwill, the First Lady joined a dinner hosted by the brother of King Hassan. There, a table overflowing with local tea, pastries… and a teeny-tiny touch of magic.
That’s how Clint Hill, Jackie’s Secret Service agent and bodyguard, recounts it in the book My Travels with Mrs. Kennedy, released October 25, 2022, as reported by Tokin Woman.
“What are these?” Hill asked, watching Jackie nibble a round sweet.
“Mahjoun. Moroccan specialty,” the server replied.
“Mahjoun, it turned out, was the Moroccan version of hash brownies”, Hill recalled. According to his recall, that night, Jackie laughed and danced nonstop. A loose, joyful Jackie—“like I hadn’t seen in a long time,” he said.
Yes, there was a photo. Or… there would’ve been. Hill, always on duty, stepped in to avoid the First Lady being presented unseemly:
“They had an official Moroccan photographer there, but by the end of the evening, I realized there could be some pictures that might not be flattering to Mrs. Kennedy. I explained to the photographer that this was meant to be a purely private visit, and that I would need to take his film so we could preview …
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Author: Franca Quarneti / High Times
