George Harrison : Who Were George's Girlfriends?

Who Were George's Girlfriends?

What celebrities did George date? I am not criticizing him. I am just a little curious.

I heard George dated '60s sex kitten Joey Heatherton. Is that true?

I also heard George briefly dated Carly Simon. The guitar solo on "You're So Vain" sounds just like George.

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In the early 60's he did date Joey, and escorted Haley Mills to events in England. I read he also dated the late Ronnette Estelle Bennett. Wow he dated Carly, I never knew that. I also heard he had a fling with Joan Baez, who knows.

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Didn't Joan Baez date Bob Dylan? I also think she had an affair with John Lennon.

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Yeah she and Bob lived together for awhile I believe.

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Here is a cool link from Beatle Link, there is a post with a statement from the late Ronnette Estelle B., regarding her friendship to the Beatle in the 60's, it's really nice. Sorry I'm not sure how to activate the link.

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Thanks for the link.

I also don't know how to activate links on imdb. I have tried it, but it hasn't worked.

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Same here. BTW here's the link to the source of the story. It details girls Paul and Ringo dated briefly too, their stories are cute as well.

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April 23, 2013
Hidden Girl Friends
I have another article from Movieland and TV Times magazine to share. This one is the story of three girls who had sex with one of the Beatles....oh 1964 they would never have been so blunt to come out and say it that way. These are three girls who "dated" the three non-married Beatles. All of these stories take place during the time when the Beatles came to American for the first time in February 1964. I am actually surprised that stories of the guys one-night stands haven't surfaced over the years. It seems like the ladies who participated in such behaviors have decided to keep their stories to themselves out of respect for the Beatles.

One of the girls, Jill Haworth, we have read about before. I find this sort of thing very interesting because it really gives a little more insight on the guys.

The Girl Friends the Beatles Keep Hidden!
By Steve Brandt

With all the sensational publicity the Beatles received during their visit to our shores, it seems impossible to imagine one of the three (John’s married) most eligible bachelors in the world, could have romance and keep it hidden from the press. But romances, dates – what have you- they did have, and many of them, Ringo flipped for a Peppermint Lounge twister named Geri Miller, Paul lost his heart to filmdom’s Jill Haworth, and George resumed a longtime relationship with Estelle Bennett, one of the sensational singer, The Ronettes.

Astute press agents working for the Beatles were aware the boys would remain popular as long as they were not linked romantically with anyone. In fact, the press agents worked hard keeping romantic items about them out of the papers than they did getting them mentioned in various publications. Movieland is not only giving you the scoop on these hushed-up dates, we’ve gotten the Beatles’ girl friends to tell you in their own words, just what the Beatles are really like!

Estelle Bennett: I met the Beatles when I was in England on tour. I’m a member of the Ronettes, a singing group. I hit it off with George Harrison as soon as we met. We kept running into each other at parties and gatherings and always found our eyes meeting no matter how many other people were in the room. George and I talked whenever we’d see each other. We found we liked the same things, long walks while wearing comfortable clothes and being with sincere people who liked us for ourselves and not because we were in show business.
I think I was the happiest when I was talking with George. There was something about him that made me open up and spill out anything that was on my mind. I think he felt the same way, for he’d often call late in the evening and talk on the phone for hours. We started seeing each other in England, but then had to say goodbye when he and the other Beatles left for Paris and an engagement. He called me every day. He even flew into London so he could see me on the one day he was off. I liked George. He wasn’t my boyfriend, but someone special, someone who meant an awful lot to me. When our tour of England was finished, I was truly sorry to say goodbye to him. I knew he’d be visiting the U.S. in a few months and we made plans to see each other.

Finally the day came when the Beatles arrived here. And what an arrival! Thousands of fans at the airport. Thousands of fans surrounding their hotel. Along with my sister Ronnie and cousin Nedra (who make up the rest of the Ronettes) we went to greet them. The boys seemed so happy to see us, amongst the dozens of people milling about their suite; we were the only visitors who really knew them. George took me aside and asked me to please come back and see him the next evening when he’d be free to talk with me. We then said goodbye.
The next night I met George at the hotel. Along with the other Beatles, and Cynthia, John’s wife, we sat down to dinner. What a good feeling it was to be with all of them again, just like old time in England. After dinner, George and I went into an adjoining study and brought each other up to date on the various happenings since our last meeting. George looked tired and told me he never gets a chance to relax. I got the impression he didn’t enjoy traveling as much as the other boys did. He picked dup his guitar and played. This is his favorite form of enjoyment. He played for hours and I was enchanted listening to him. It was comfortable and nice. That’s the best way I can describe my feelings about being with him. Neither of us felt any obligations, we just enjoyed being there together. George playing and I, listening.
We saw each other many times. I was with him at the party after their concert and on other evenings when we just sat around the hotel with the rest of the group. But somehow things weren’t the same. We couldn’t recreate the same relationship we had when I was in London.
Instinct told me this wasn’t the right time to be with him. I didn’t want to be around when he wasn’t happy. Since I’d be returning to England soon, I decided it would be better to see each other on his home ground. Over there he’s at his best, he’s relaxed, he’s George Harrison, Englishman and not George Harrison, Beatle.