Donald Trump’s favorite person, aside from himself, has worked assiduously over the years to make it appear as if she isn’t nearly as vulgar, brash, or downright gormless as the rest of the Huns in her family.
But it’s a dark ruse — as evidenced by her tacit complicity in tearing children from their mothers, playing footsie with white supremacists, and generally pretending that her father isn’t the presidential equivalent of an unrefrigerated, mouse-gnawed head cheese.
So, yes, she’s schadenfreude-worthy, and then some.
So you’ll naturally be interested in this new Vanity Fair exposé on the first daughter and her irredeemable awfulness, brought to you by her grade school and high school BFF, Lysandra Ohrstrom. Lysandra and Ivanka “met at an all-girls’ school on the Upper East Side and were inseparable for more than a decade,” according to Ohrstrom. And so she had a front-row seat to the goings-on at Trumpworld.