It was that time of year again this weekend: the G7 summit, where world leaders gather to talk about fixing the world’s problems and we talk about what their spouses are wearing. The rain forest is on fire and there’s nuclear proliferation to rein in, and also Melania Trump is air kissing Brigitte Macron while wearing Alaia.
Well, first Melania wore tie-dye to deplane in Biarritz, France, which ended the tie-dye trend with a nail to the head. It’s like when your mom finally gets into the latest thing and you can’t wear the latest thing anymore because your mom is married to a trade warlord with a racism problem, a thing we’ve all experienced while working out our own style, I’m sure. Fuccbois and scumbros and Jonah Hills were probably over the look anyway, but the tie-dye jawns’ resale value has surely tanked along with the Dow.
Melania didn’t wear anything else so notable in the remaining days of the summit, which wrapped up on Monday. There was Gucci, a bit of Alexander McQueen, a Calvin Klein dress. All fairly standard for our first lady of Net-a-Porter. So that’s it, I suppose. A former model wearing dresses and touring Basque country while her husband doesn’t go to the conference on climate, and sends an aide in his place instead. Normal stuff.