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What about you, Melania Trump?

What about you, Melania Trump?

These last few days have been crazy and intense for the Trump pair, respectively the new 45th United States President and the new official First Lady. They took place inside the White House, they danced in front of millions of people like two Matrioskas moved by playful children and they held a speech while the Women’s March di Washington DC was happening. These steps are just a couple of the duties they now have to face in order to become the two most influential faces on our planet. In this rollercoaster of emotions there is still a huge question mark, a cloud, a line that have not connected all of its points: you’re right, I’m talking about Melania.

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There’s not much to do, miss Trump is not liked by the mass. She did try, to be fair, in that infamous July 2016. She tried to convince the National Republic Convention that her husband was the key part in the “Let’s Make America Great Again” process, that he was the man to choose. Donald presented her, she was in front of a fullhouse of republicans, and the result was a copycat of Michelle Obama’s official speech and a cyberbullying phenomenon over her East European strong accent.

Let’s just say, I hate cyberbullying. But, if your husband is all about barriers, walls, Mexico-hate and so on, your position as a foreign wife who doesn’t speak correctly English becomes automatically weird and hard to accept – dear Melania.

The jokes and memes she received after this attempt of speech (the only speech she actually took around the overall Trump’s campaign, to be honest) leaded her to an official apology. Too bad this apology became another meme source. The day the Trumps arrived at the White House, Melania handed to Michelle a Tiffany box, as a gift. A sweet gesture, unexpected in this ritual, and the poor Michelle became suddenly awkward and clumsy in the acceptance movements. The result was a strict pose, some half-smiles and another defeat of the dear Melania. She was only doing her job, after all.

Why you were not there, Melania?

Why did you choose to stay behind the Trump Tower’s golden chairs and sofas, while your husband was trying the hardest to become President? Why didn’t you travel inside a bus through Ohio? Why didn’t you eat spareribs with a red baseball hat on? Why didn’t you pretend to dig in a hole in the ground in New Mexico or why didn’t you pretend to hug a poor girl in some Let’s Make America Great Again convention?

Most of all, how come you never smile?

It’s true, you have a strong accent. Trump supporters hardly like accents and foreign origins. However, you speak something like five languages (Slovene, English, French, Serbian and German). You were born in a cement-block in Yugoslavia – not exactly golden chairs and sofas from the start – and you build yourself a strong career inside the fashion world, travelling and living in sixteen different big-cities.

You don’t have a Yale degree or a Cambridge ad honorem certification, but you’re not even that stupid Melania. Anyhow, you still manage to be the least likable First Lady in history, people like Hilary Clinton more than you – and if this is not a statement than I rest my case.

The thing that really strikes me about you, Melania, is that you really don’t give a damn about being liked. You’re not making any efforts to get people to know you better, you don’t make extra smiles or you don’t try the hardest to see appreciation from the audience.

You’re playing the outsider card, the card of a woman who doesn’t really care about the public, and in this position you get me – I kind of envy you and grow a high sense of esteem towards you, ironically.

That’s why I write a non-hate article about Melania. I know it’s itchy, I know news about her will be out and online soon enough, and I know sometimes it’s just easy to talk shit about Trump. But still.

She did stand by her husband, she did argued with him about the campaign and his choices, but she did all of that staying behind and outside of the spotlight. During a convention in Arizona, Donald Trump said that his wife was encouraging him to “act more presidential” and “quit the damn tweets”. Obviously he didn’t listen to her.

Recently she told CNN that it’s not like she is a shy person, she just wants to be her own human being: “I give him my opinions, many, many times I don’t agree with everything that he says but, you know, that is normal. I’m my own person, I tell him what I think. I’m standing very strong on the ground on my two feet and I’m my own person. And I think that’s very important in the relationship”

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There’s only one strong break that Melania put straightforwardly: she is not planning to live in the White House. Like I said before, she doesn’t care about being like by the mass and she doesn’t want to create a nest and a homie environment in DC. She will stay with little Barron in New York, Fifth Avenue area, in order to let the son complete his education in his Manhattan private school. She is certainly aware of how likable it will be that the lunch-bag and the uniform of poor Barron will change, and she wants to fight for it.

I personally take it as a meditated choice, that puts Melania on another level in comparison to all of the previous First Ladies. Trump marriage is not a partnership. They did not grow up together and made it through college like the Obama or the Clinton. Their union, ambitious and pretentious from the start, will reflect in its dynamic also during this presidency. My husband is doing his thing, I am doing mine: that’s the motto.

New York has made a petition to make her leave the city, since she will cost more than £870,000 per day in terms of security and logistics. But Melania will stay on her two foot, as she did before.

Dear Melania, are you happy? Is this campaign really what you wanted, or is it an obstacle inside your path towards a comfortable and luxury-level lifestyle – the same lifestyle you’ve been dreaming since you were a kid reading magazines in Yugoslavia?

I think about your marriage and it reminds me of swimmer Charlene Wittstock and Albert, prince of Monaco. I think about how many times did Charlene escape from Monaco and how she was almost crying during the wedding. I think about how many things you choose to do not out of love, and if this is really worth it.

How are you, Melania?

Please give us a sign, because we are really not getting it.

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