SHE is a golden-haired Cinderella grown up, a fairy-tale heiress to a legacy of ambition and success, a curiosity, a sex symbol. As did Jackie and Ethel in their time and turn, Joan Kennedy has become a public personality in her own right. On the gilt and antique gristmill that is the Washington cocktail circuit, she has been no less a source of speculation in recent months than Teddy himself. One day, she is a shy, self-styled homebody. The next, she is playing the piano on nationwide television, or shocking Washington with dresses cut...
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