With her husband’s return to the White House (that no one is really sure she even wanted in the first place) First Lady Melania Trump has naturally released a new, official White House portrait of herself — because, of course, if anything’s going to keep her plugging on through this nightmare, it’s her own vanity.
Melania released the new official photo on her X (formerly known as Twitter) account at the beginning of this week.
You can see that for yourself here:
First Lady Melania Trump’s Official White House Portrait pic.twitter.com/pMdooFZW53
— First Lady Melania Trump (@FLOTUS) January 27, 2025
It certainly seems that the First Lady of the United States was attempting to channel her inner fashion model in the black and white photo that featured Melania in a sharp suit, glaring at the camera with a half-smirk and her fingertips perched against a table.
However, the official photo didn’t seem to garner the level of praise and admiration that we’re almost certain she was hoping for.
The infamous and highly esteemed Vogue Magazine — quite literally known for its coverage of fashion and elegance — sunk its teeth into Melania’s new official White House photo and it’s safe to say that it wasn’t a rave.
Vogue’s Hannah Jackson bit a chunk out of Melania’s ego with a positively scathing opinion of the somber-esque new photo:
The sober black-and-white photograph by Régine Mahaux features Trump, the Washington Monument towering over her shoulder, resting her fingers on a reflective black desk and staring down the camera as if to say, ‘You’re fired.’ Indeed, Trump looked more like she was guest starring on an episode of The Apprentice than assuming the role of first lady of the United States.
Trump’s clothing certainly didn’t help the boardroom pastiche. The first lady wore a black Dolce & Gabbana tuxedo jacket with satin-trimmed lapels over a white button-up, which she paired with a Ralph Lauren cummerbund and trousers. The choice to wear a tuxedo—as opposed to a blazer or blouse—made Trump look more like a freelance magician than a public servant. It’s perhaps unsurprising that a woman who lived in a gold-encrusted penthouse, whose fame is so intertwined with a reality-television empire, would refuse to abandon theatrics—even when faced with 248 years of tradition.”
Frankly, the Apprentice comment was enough to make me embarrassed for her.
Read the full Vogue piece here.
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