Ivana Donald Trump had an incredibly distinct style. She was really a product of the ’80s and early ’90s. Her height was stunning. Every major designer wanted to be her dresser during that time. She was passionate about life. Beautiful jewels, clothing, and furs were her passion. At 73 years old, she died on July 14, 2015.
When a mutual friend invited us to one my fashion shows, we met for the first time. In disbelief, I was stunned. Her husband Donald was just building Trump Tower. She’d been in the front row at every major Paris fashion show. The evening was over, and she arrived in an elegant gray cashmere gown, fully dressed. The show finished, and she came up to me and said: “I don’t know you; I want to know you. I like your collection—well done.”
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She arrived unannounced at my office the next morning and told me she liked that I was working at 9:30 a.m. She said, “You know, you’re cute. You’re not cute, actually, you’re rather handsome-—a little chubby, but we could fix that.” She bought seven coats. On the way out, she said, “We will be friends; send the bill to Trump Tower and write ‘Attention: To the Donald.’” Soon I was escorting her to the Met Gala and fancy dinners. This was amazing. It was a great friendship. We weren’t just “chit chit kiss kiss” at a party friends. Evidently, she was not going to tell what you want to hear. You would hear her thoughts.
Although divorce is never easy, Donald and her were able to keep a strong relationship. That’s because they chose to rise above their differences and do it for their children and grandchildren. Ivana worked as a woman of business, but was always dressed up. I imagine her philosophy as being: if you can’t do it in five-inch heels, then don’t bother doing it.
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