In this respect, she is just like her husband. Shes alluringly opaque. She makes meaningful eye contact and emphatically repeats affirmative, folksy banalitiesshe has a thick skin, she takes things day by day, she follows the news from A to Zuntil the interviewer either is transported into a supra-verbal understanding or decides its pointless to press for specifics. But unlike her husband, Melania is reserved, polite, and steady, say those close to her. There is a peace in her, one old friend from Slovenia tells me. She is a homebody. Shes rich, but not a socialite; she prefers family to the It set and retires early after events.
This image of a retiring homebody, of course, is not the one that Trumps enemies present when they conjure her in the White House. Ahead of Utahs primary, allies of Ted Cruz posted a photo from a shoot for a 2000 issue of British GQ in which a naked Melania is lying on her stomach on a white bearskin rug. Meet Melania Trump. Your next First Lady, read the ad, aimed at conservative Mormon voters. Or, you could support Ted Cruz on Tuesday.
Trump shot back in a cryptic, menacing message that he would spill the beans on Heidi Cruz and then re-tweeted two photos, side by side: one, a mid-sentence Heidi, looking like a gargoyle; another, a bronzed, blue-eyed Melania, looking like a fox. The images are worth a thousand words, the caption read, though Trumps tweet itself was really communicating only four: My wife is hotter.
