[imagesource: Lysandra Ohrstrom / Vanity Fair]

When Ivanka Trump’s time in the White House ends, there’s a chance she’ll leave Washington DC and return to New York with her husband, the emotionless robot known as Jared Kushner.

The reception will not be a warm one, and the duo, dubbed ‘Javanka’, can expect to be shunned by a city where an estimated 80% of the votes went to president-elect Joe Biden.

I imagine she’ll be reminded of many stellar political moments, none more so than the time she tried to chew the fat with world leaders at a G20 summit.

When your father becomes president, your past life will always be put under the microscope. With Don Jr., it’s a case of not being loved quite enough, and the opposite is true for Ivanka.

The latest person to step forward to dish the deets on her past is her maid of honour, Lysandra Ohrstrom, who has written a lengthy tell-all for Vanity Fair.

Here’s the opening:

We met at an all-girls school on the Upper East Side and were inseparable for more than a decade. Gradually, though, our differences divided us—“Why would you tell me to read a book about fucking poor people?” she once asked—and I watched her blow up her carefully curated image of refined privilege to embrace her father wholesale.

I doubt Ivanka has ever made her own bed, but she has made her metaphorical one, and now she must lie in it.

The entire Vanity Fair article is worth a read, but here’s a really wild anecdote about Donald rating the attractiveness of Ivanka’s fellow schoolmates:

Mr. Trump always handed over the credit card after a little feigned outrage about how much money he was giving her mother. He would barely acknowledge me except to ask if Ivanka was the prettiest or the most popular girl in our grade. Before I learned that the Trumps have no sense of humor about themselves, I remember answering honestly that she was probably in the top five.

“Who’s prettier than Ivanka?” I recall him asking once with genuine confusion, before correctly naming the two girls I’d had in mind. He described one as a young Cindy Crawford, while the other he said had a great figure.

All totally normal stuff.

Remember that time Donald said he would probably be dating Ivanka if she wasn’t his daughter? The crowd laughs, and the man with at least 26 sexual assault allegations made against him goes on to become president.

At this point, let’s head to the Guardian for the excerpts they plucked from Ohrstrom’s essay:

Beneath her polish, the future president’s daughter occasionally betrayed “rougher, more Trumpian edges”, she wrote. “Ivanka would regularly relay stories of teachers or observers who had commented that she had the most innate talent they had ever seen for whatever new pursuit she was taking up.”

Ohrstrom, a journalist who used to report from Lebanon, said a necklace with her name in Arabic irked Ivanka. “One night in the middle of dinner, she glanced at the necklace and said: ‘How does your Jewish boyfriend feel when you are having sex and that necklace hits him in the face? How can you wear that thing? It just screams ‘terrorist’.”

Knowing that the article would prompt backlash, and an almost certain slew of abuse on social media (perhaps even a tweet from the president himself), Ohrstrom said she wrote the piece to show the true Ivanka.

The first daughter has spent much of her father’s time as president painting herself as a feminist, and a moderate voice in her father’s ear, but in reality, she is just as complicit as the rest of Donald’s inner orbit.

Whilst New York may not be a hospitable environment for Javanka, Ohrstrom reckons the couple will be just fine in Florida:

…I expect Ivanka will find a soft landing in Palm Beach instead, where casual white supremacy is de rigueur and most misdeeds are forgiven if you have enough money. It’s the perfect spot for her to lie low, shielded from the economic and social consequences of the policies she pursued for the past four years, the backlash against them, and from having to interact with her MAGA following.

Surely Ivanka will still market whatever branded products she can sell them, and many whisper that she will harness their loyalty in a future run for president.

Or, put another way…

Goodbye @IvankaTrump. You will be loved by the people you disdain and disdained by the people you want to be loved by. There will never be a Met Ball for you again. You are fated to live out your years as an aging, corrupt, villainous Barbie; paying the price for what you did. https://t.co/Xn1BBopbb1

— Steve Schmidt (@SteveSchmidtSES) November 6, 2020

You can read the full Vanity Fair article here.

[sources:vanityfair&guardian]