Hollywood couples are a dime a dozen, and most come with some form of baggage from one party or the other. Joe DiMaggio and Marilyn Monroe's love story certainly fits the mold of being rocky (at best):
Yankee slugger becomes enamored with the sex-symbol “Beauty” of the millennium, Beauty looks past the gapped teeth and agrees to a two year courtship, slugger proposes-- beauty and slugger tie the knot in front of a NY-Justice of the Peace, Beauty does a movie shot exposing her white dress and lady parts to all of America and later gets tangled up with the Kennedys, Andy Warhol and dope (a certain trifecta of doom), Slugger and Beauty divorce after a 9-month marriage.
I can’t say much about Marilyn, but here’s the impressive romantic found within DiMaggio: Even after such a short marriage, Joe and Marilyn remained close friends up until Marilyn’s death. Joe planned the funeral, and for twenty years he had roses delivered to her gravesite three times a week until he himself passed away.
I don’t know if that’s love, but it certainly is romantic.
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