A rootless and insecure marriage, 1947

Hjördis Tersmeden, Palm Beach, Florida, 1947, being photographed by Dean Cornwell. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory
Hjördis Tersmeden, Palm Beach, Florida, 1947, being photographed by Dean Cornwell. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory

Two of Lauren Bacall’s comments about Hjördis Niven in Graham Lord’s “Niv” biography constantly nag: “I don’t think she knew what she wanted”, and “She certainly was not an actress, but I think she thought that maybe something wonderful would happen to her and she’d have a movie career. Well of course that was never going to happen.”

For the latter comment, although Ms Bacall dismissed the idea of Hjördis having a movie career as preposterous, it’s not hard to see where Hjördis’ optimism came from – I mean, between 1945-1948 wonderful (movie-related) things happened to her with monotonous regularity. The only reason they never came to fruition was because, for one reason or another, she turned them down. Once Igor Cassini took an interest, her media profile certainly began to grow.

In parallel, society-page listings of Hjördis and Carl Gustaf’s joint Everglades activities ran dry after 5th March.

Escape to New York

Hjordis Tersmeden with Igor Cassini
Hjordis relaxing with Igor Cassini before a tennis match, 1947. Photo from “I’d Do It All Over Again – the life and times of Igor Cassini”.

On 1st March 1947, Igor, for the record, won the ‘Bath & Tennis’ tennis championship, defeating brother Oleg in the final and turned his attention back to Hjördis.

A Cholly Knickerbocker “Palm Beach profiles” column filed on 10th March gratuitously name-checked her, dropping what little subtlety had existed in his February report:

“Mrs Carl Tersmeden, vacationing here with her wealthy young Swedish husband, receiving the highest percentage of votes at the Bath and Tennis Club beach for the best figure. Yep, we always wanted to go to Sweden.” The nerve.

Igor also mentioned his former favourite Swede, Inga Lindgren, listing her at number 8 in his yearly Cholly Knickerbocker list of “10 best dressed women in America”. (Number 1 was the Duchess of Windsor, Mrs Simpson…)

Igor and Oleg Cassini rounded off their tennis activities on 9th March. The next day, Gene Tierney walked into a Los Angeles court and rounded off her marriage to Oleg with an uncontested divorce. Everything was getting a little messy.

Although Gene mentioned Oleg’s temper during the divorce proceedings (she claimed he once threw a hot spoon at her) and his roving eye, she had also fallen for a visitor to her film set:  John F Kennedy.

“She was very honest about it,” Oleg said in 1999. “I said ‘Don’t waste your time with a Catholic who has ambitions in politics, because you’re a divorced woman, you’re never going to be accepted.’ She believed that he would marry her.”

Gene’s sister rounds off this particular tangent: “Gene was having lunch with Jack one day, and he said to her ‘You know I can’t marry you.’ That was the end of it.”

Northern exposure

“Tersan longed for his golf,” Hjördis  wrote, “and at the end of the day I decided to go off without him and stay with a friend in New York. She invited me to come and stay in her parents’ apartment.” Hmm…

Igor Cassini flew back to New York in time for the 22nd March Cholly Knickerbocker: “Back from Palm Beach, with enough tan to prove we [Royal “we”] were really there..”

Kreml shampoo & John Powers model advert. 1947
Use Kreml shampoo and become a successful John Powers model, 1947. (Model : Ann Taylor)

Igor Cassini then swung into action and began to promote Hjördis as both a model and a potential movie star. On 26th March he announced that Hollywood studios and New York photo agencies were going crazy for Swedish faces, following up with news that model mogul John Powers was chasing Hjördis’ signature after catching sight of her in New York’s exclusive 21 Club.

“The other afternoon at lunch at ’21’, two Swedish women captured the place completely.”

To ram the news home, Cassini mentioned that Powers had noticed Hjördis despite the presence of Ingrid Bergman, who was captivating other diners to the extent that they were missing their mouths while attempting to eat their lunches.

An article that would have been read in 20 million homes across America.

Hjördis was next mentioned, along with Ingrid Bergman and Greta Garbo no less, as one of the “different celebrities” to have dined with fellow Swede Gustav Nobel (of the Nobel Prize family) in New York. Heady stuff.

In addition, the 2nd April 1947 edition of weekly US entertainment trade magazine Variety mentioned went a step further: “Swedish mannequins Hjördis Genberg and Kim Andersson are mulling offers from Hollywood”.

Photos of Hjördis’ old NK Franska friend and colleague Kim Andersson (who had actually become Mrs Kim Söderlund in 1946) were uncoincidentally splashed in the American press during April, billing her as Sweden’s top model. However, she only set foot on American soil for the first time in February 1968, not to act, but  to try and introduce Swedish couture and ready-to-wear fashions to the US market.

An important slice of his “Oh, did we talk” talk with Hjördis can be easily guessed. Igor held all the aces – he was the right person, with the right connections, at the right time. Describing Hjördis’ personality, the artist Andrew Vicari later said: “She had very little sentimentality.”

Still, it’s telling that Hjördis chose to mull rather than jump at her Hollywood offers. When it came to the crunch it seems that she was in no particular hurry, and more interested in being a star rather than just a working actress. On the other hand maybe she really didn’t know what she wanted.

Mrs Cholly Knickerbocker

Lockheed Constellation flying over Miami Beach, late 1940s
Lockheed Constellation flying over Miami Beach, early 1950s.

Throughout March 1947, poor defeated Carl Tersmeden consoled himself alone at his clubs, throwing luncheons, and entering backgammon and golf tournaments, the latter while paired up with other members’ sympathetic wives. His brother Gerhard Tersmeden eventually arrived from Sweden as moral support.

Hjördis returned to Palm Beach after her stay in New York, and on 2nd April hosted a luncheon on the Everglades golf terrace with Carl Gustaf. The dynamic of their marriage, however, had changed. This was the exact day that Variety magazine hit the shelves – revealing Hjördis’ Hollywood ambitions.

Rather than manning the Everglades tombola while waiting for Carl Gustaf to return from the golf course, Hjördis was on the beach, being photographed by the celebrated American illustrator Dean Cornwell, who was staying in Palm Beach for an ‘Artists & Writers’ conference.

Hjördis continued her second honeymoon: “But – aha!” Igor Cassini revealed triumphantly, “a day later I got a call that she was leaving her husband and coming back to me.” (“A day later” may be something of a dramatic exaggeration… Igor’s stories compressed time in a way that even David Niven would have applauded.)

“Just as Bootsie and I made peace,” Igor finished with a flourish, “Hjördis separated from Carl and all the money that went with him.”

Igor’s story demonstrating his prowess with the ladies was preceded by a small caveat: “I am hooked on beauty. But the woman must have potential beyond her looks.” It remained to be seen how much potential  Hjördis possessed, or, for that matter, how much Igor possessed…

Journalist and novelist Martha Gellhorn was certainly not enamoured of him. She described him as: “A little man… who earns his living writing poisonous and painful things about fashionable or famous people. He is a little man with a mouth which I like to think looks like a hog’s ass in fly-time though I never saw that phenomenon but only imagined it. He has a great deal of matted waving hair and a little short doughy body and perfectly flat black little eyes, calculating and about as warm as ball bearings.”  (from the excellent ‘A week in New  York April 1946‘ blog).

A serious leak in the good ship Cassini

Igor Cassini, 1947
Old ball-bearing eyes, or maybe not… Igor Cassini, 1947

Throughout this time Igor was still with his wife. Although he claimed that peace existed between them, journalist Frances Cranmer Greenman saw an approaching storm. In April 1947 she posted a maritime-flavoured ‘Florida Letter’ to her northern newspaper:

“When you read Cholly Knickerbocker’s column headed ‘New York’, it ain’t necessarily so. Cholly (Igor Cassini) is probably here at the Coral Beach Club having lunch with the artist Franz Bueb [who painted murals at the Everglades golf terrace] or some fair damsel… Igor, who spends his life recounting marital wrecks on life’s stormy sea, is getting a serious leak in the good ship ‘Cassini’ which he and his wife ‘Boots’ are sailing.”

Unsurprisingly, the Palm Beach jungle telegraph swung into action. The following winter, one Palm Beach society reporter recalled Hjördis’ 1947 adventures: “When she left here in the spring there was talk she might become Mrs Cholly Knickerbocker.”

Indeed, the attention that Hjördis received during her visits to Palm Beach was such that as late as 1950 she was still remembered in the local newspaper as “the glamorous Mrs Carl Tersmeden of several seasons back.”

“Now I’ve come to something which is very hard for me to talk about,” Hjördis sort-of revealed in her 1960 memoirs. “It really hadn’t taken long for my husband and I to realise that our marriage was a mistake. I don’t know what the problem was – I mean we loved each other, that’s why we got married.”

“But it felt somehow as if that was not enough. Both of us were young and selfish, but surely you can change if you really want to try. However, from the beginning there was something rootless and insecure about our marriage. Tersan was anything but a family man and that was probably what I missed the most.”

“I confessed to still wanting a divorce. We went to Sweden to arrange it. “

Sixty days to permanently

RMS Queen Elizabeth leaving New York.
..Or maybe not. RMS Queen Elizabeth leaving New York. (http://www.ssmaritime.com)

Before pursuing a new life in the land of opportunity and annoying sunny Christmases, Hjördis returned to Europe and closed her previous chapter, the planned one-year American visit with Carl Gustaf having been understandably cut short.

On 23rd April 1947 she boarded The RMS Queen Elizabeth in New York, along with Carl Gustaf and his maternal uncle, Gerard Versteegh, for what must have been a rather awkward voyage.

Hjördis and Carl Gustaf disembarked in Southampton on 1st May, and stopped-over at Claridges Hotel in London, before journeying on to Sweden.

Back in Stockholm, they kept up appearances as the city’s most glamorous couple. As guests at a society wedding on 14th May, Hjördis, the famous model, had her outfit described in lavish detail by the attendant press, from her wide-brimmed hat garnished with roses downwards to her handbag shaped like a miniature hat-box. Carl Gustaf’s blue artillery lieutenant’s uniform also got an honourable mention. The bride… was there too.

The proud press reaction to seeing Hjördis on her homecoming was that she was “as beautiful as a movie star”. Which was part of her next plan. It was also mentioned that the couple were planning to emigrate to America. Half right.

Hjordis Tersmeden and her hat. New York, 1947
Hjordis Tersmeden and her hat. New York, 1947

“The man in America called every day and wanted me back,” Hjördis claimed. “In the end he threatened to come to Sweden, but it was not very convenient, so I promised to return in a fortnight.”

Hjördis’ marriage with Carl Gustaf was dissolved on 21st May. Seemingly rather heartlessly, she partied the night before the annulment, and before her flight back to New York two weeks later danced the night away at a lively farewell party thrown across two floors of Stockholm’s Bellmansro restaurant.

Carl Gustaf Tersmeden was still listed as nearest relative on Hjördis’ US immigration sheet, his central Stockholm flat was still her home, and she mentioned that he bankrolled her stay in New York. All of which suggests that he had been kept sweet, and may have hoped that their separation was not final.

Perhaps to soften the blow of her intentions, Hjördis stated on her US immigration sheet that she would be staying at the exclusive Stanhope Hotel in New York for just 60 days of “studies” before returning to Sweden in August. The answer to the “Going to join a relative or friend in the United States?” question was “no”.

“My mother had passed away, and now I found I no longer had anything that tied me to Sweden. I travelled alone back to New York to try and create a new life for myself.”

Next page: The Cassini connection

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