Kimberly Guilfoyle was preparing for her congressional hearing to become U.S. ambassador to Greece when she reached out to a Trump donor with an urgent request: She needed $100,000 that she said she owed American Express—in a way that wouldn’t leave a paper trail.
“It won’t show up anywhere if you wire money to American Express,” she wrote on Signal, according to messages reviewed by The Wall Street Journal. “Please.”
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Newly engaged John F. Kennedy and Jacqueline Bouvier spent July 4th, 1953 on Cape Cod at the very beginning of what would become one of America’s most mythologized partnerships. They were just weeks away from their September wedding, still in that luminous early stage where everything felt full of promise.
Kennedy was a rising political star, already a congressman, already being quietly discussed as someone destined for higher office. Jackie, just 24, was a 'Washington Times-Herald' photographer who had quickly become known for her poise, wit, and ability to hold her own in political circles. Friends who saw them that summer often remarked on how openly she admired him, his ambition, his charm, his sense of destiny, and how he, in turn, was captivated by her intelligence and elegance.
That Fourth of July gathering on the Cape captured a moment before the weight of history settled on them. Kennedy was still recovering from chronic back pain, still proving himself, still years away from the presidency that would define him. Jackie was stepping into a world she didn’t yet know would demand extraordinary resilience.
The way she looked at him in those early photographs, hopeful, adoring, almost studying him, became part of the Kennedy legend: the future First Lady seeing the future president not as the world would later see him, but as a young man she believed in long before the rest of the country caught up.
In those early months of their engagement, Jackie was quietly observing the Kennedy family dynamic, a world far more intense than her own upbringing.
The Fourth of July on Cape Cod wasn’t just a romantic holiday; it was her introduction to the political machine that surrounded John. His father, Joseph Kennedy, was already mapping out John’s future, pushing him toward the Senate and, eventually, the presidency.
Jackie later admitted to friends that she realized, even then, she wasn’t just marrying a man, she was marrying into an expectation of greatness. That summer, she began shaping the role she would play: not merely a supportive partner, but someone who could elevate his image, refine his public presence, and help craft the aura that would become “Camelot.”
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@marksandspencer As for your concern whether the weight of the product was right? You see, I happen to have NO IDEA. As a normal consumer, I am not in the habit of bringing a POCKET SCALE with me when I go shopping. I don't know, maybe I'm stupid, but I tent to just LOOK when I buy groceries.
@marksandspencer Dear Amelia, hardly anyone believes the old 'leave some space' line. As you can see from the picture, the plastic container is SEALED at its actual filled size, so clearly you've found there is enough 'space' for things not to smash into bits. But the giant box looks pretty!
I asked ChatGPT to change the picture Lenin Arriving at the Finland Station to #AndyBurnham Arriving at the Euston Station, and I got this instead. Is ChatGPT trying to tell us something???