Fox News host Kennedy is defending a nude photograph she took in the 1990s while responding to social media insults posted by Elon Musk’s alleged baba mama Ashely St. Clair. Elon Musk’s alleged baby mama, Ashley St. Clair
In a post on X as well as in a Daily Mail column, Kennedy alleged that St. Clair had tried to “slut-shame” her over the photo on the cover of her 2013 book entitled The Kennedy Chronicles: The Golden Age of MTV Through Rose-Colored Glasses.
Winters received criticism for wearing short skirts and tight clothing while working as Bannon’s White House correspondent.
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Writing for the Daily Mail directed at Winters, Kennedy said “You’re not a hostess at Hooters, you work at the White House!”
St. Clair fired back at Kennedy, posting a screenshot of her book on Jan. 31 and commenting, “This is literally Kennedy’s own book cover. JUSTICE FOR @nataliegwinters!”
On Tuesday, Kennedy tagged St. Clair in an X post with a link to a Daily Mail column labeling her a “conniving gold digger.”
“Elon’s baby mama @stclairashley tried to slut shame me over a nude photo, I’m not having any of it from that conniving gold digger! Read all the lurid details right here in the @DailyMail,” she wrote.
“The roots of my beef with the Patron Saint of Peculiar Pregnancy started this January,” Kennedy wrote. “I was minding my own business, penning a perfectly appropriate column full of unsolicited advice for newly minted White House correspondent Natalie Winters, 23, who was garnering a lot of attention for sashaying around the Briefing Room dressed like a desperate sorority pledge.”
Ashley St Clair announced she gave birth to Elon Musk’s 13th child five months ago (Image: Twitter/@stclairashley)
“You, Ashley, are a 26-year-old with two children from two different men, neither of whom you have married. And, to date, the identity of one of your partners is unclear,” Kennedy concluded. “Not very ‘conservative’ if you ask me.”
Kennedy also advised Musk to avoid “unprotected extracurriculars” with people such as St. Clair in the future.
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