This book focuses of 1975, the year in which Artistotle Onassis died. Jackie semi-estranged from him, distanced from most of his family, still partly controlled by rhe clan kennedy, a person the media had hounded, tracked and scrambled over for years. It pulls in the historical elements of her life from childhood onwards. Sometimes the pawn in other people’s games, sometimes the secret weapon, rarely taken as the independant serious lady she was, coming through the generation where women never left the house without a hat and gloves to a changing world where women were not the appendage of the man who chased/chose them, into free thinking, action taking, powerful force.
I knew little of her life except the JFK years from watching the various docu-drama’s, it intrigued me to see how the wife of the most media savvy man was treated by the globe after Dallas 1963. To be honest, no book, tv, film, interview could ever portray the whole truth in a way that the reader can interpret the same. We no longer understand how things were at that time, in those circumstances – hindsight and changing acceptances quickly become an expected standard.
It was enlightening to find the things she herself had passion for [not just Chanel suits and oversized sun glasses], to glimpse how she juggled the needs of work, of motherhood, of spousal demands, of media scrutiny. How events [whether it be the sale of a childhood home, or the betrayal of a friend] affected her future. That despite everything to the strangers who became friends that she worked with, she was an estute, knowledgeable, funny, saddened lady.
When a figure becomes so hyped by the media to stratospheric icon status, it is easy to forget that underneath all the layers is a persn who can be hurt, can cry, can be trapped by others