(2 of 3)
If Vice President Lyndon Baines Johnson, 53, spoke like a father to the 62 white-gowned graduates of Washington's National Cathedral School for girls, it might have been because Daughter Lynda Bird, 18, was one of the chicks, "perched," as her daddy said, "to leave the nest." L.B.J. announced their future in nightingale tones. "Gone beyond recall, and beyond regret, is the old evil tradition which set a spacious destiny before men, and a shabby career before women," said he. "Some of you may live to see the day when the prejudice of sex will no longer place the presidency beyond the reach of a greatly gifted American lady. Long before then, I hope that you will see a woman member of the Supreme Court."
That full-page overexposure in Harper's Bazaar last winter showing Model Christina Paolozzi, 22, in nothing but mascara was ever so fashionable. But fashions change. And there last week was Christina at Fregene beach outside Rome. Same pose, same look. But all choked up in a new bikini.
After dinner at Leighton's Restaurant in Ardsley, N.Y., the customer ordered his white '61 Chevrolet convertible from the parking lot. It wasn't there. To the scene rushed Westchester parkway police, who noticed a look-alike '62 Chevy in the lot and figured somebody had gotten the wrong car. But who? The cops traced the leftover '62 to the Hertz rental company, were told that it had been checked out to a fellow named Henry Ford II. Yeah, sure, scoffed the troopers.
But sure enough, the Ford Motor Co. chairman, roused by a telephone call to his Manhattan apartment, confirmed that he had indeed rented a '62 Chevy. He likes to see how the competition runs, explained Ford blandly, and as a matter of fact, he had noticed a difference in the two Chevys. The one he arrived in had an empty ash tray. The one he left in had a full ash tray.
AWOL from the set of Something's Got to Give for 20 out of 32 working days, Marilyn Monroe pouted, "I feel lousy." Maybe so, retorted Fox officials, but the misery was of the money kind—a long-term commitment pegged her salary at a paltry $100,000 while others were knocking down twice as much. With MM's maladies expected to add another $1,000,000 to the film's $5,000,000 budget, the studio lost patience with its naughty girl, fired her for "repeated willful breaches of contract," sued her for $500,000 damages, and signed up baby-faced Lee Remick to go on with the show.
From their honeymoon yacht Eros, the couple hurried to the Vatican with the news. In a 40-minute audience, Spain's Prince Juan Carlos, 24, and former Greek Princess Sophie, 23, already looking ultra-Spanish in a flowing black silk gown and billowing mantilla, told a beaming Pope John XXIII of her conversion to Roman Catholicism. Sophie pledged her submission "to all the precepts of the Catholic Church," thus satisfied the Span ish monarchists who hope some day to see her husband rule the country. In high spirits, Sophie and Juan Carlos flew off to Madrid for a private luncheon with Generalissimo Franco, the only man with the power to restore the monarchy.