More gloating over the dreary (however lucrative) future that awaits the princess and the pea:

Among the social set that Jared and Ivanka would prefer to rejoin—the one they occupied aboard Adriatic-anchored yachts and on the carpet at the Met Gala—there is a sense of looking around for who, if anyone, will welcome them back. Case in point: an article speculating that Ivanka would attempt to reenter the New York art scene spread around their social circle and wound up in my inbox a dozen times. (For what it’s worth, people familiar with the first daughter’s art collection referred to it as “unimpressive before COVID,” but, post-COVID, “virtually unsaleable.”)

You can see what she’s going for: the quiet, understated, tasteful Old Money look of the Spencers and Cavendishes, as opposed to the gaudy LOOK AT ALL MY GOLD look of the Trumps and who the fuck else does that? If she buys an Art Collection that must mean she’s intelligent and Tasteful and not at all vulgar and arriviste and greedy.

But it’s not going to work any more, is it.

The vast array of responses I’ve collected over the past week have amounted to a few key takeaways: The couple will be accepted, whether in New York or Palm Beach, by a combination of society-adjacent couples and real-deal Republicans, but not by the group of people to which they would like to belong, and not without social consequences for those who do choose to pal around with Jivanka.

Put it this way: their new crowd won’t be all that Tasteful.

But the princess may not care. She’s adapted.

The couple has changed markedly since they left New York for Washington nearly four years ago. Ivanka on stage at the RNC, introducing her father as she had four years earlier, had hardened. She wasn’t the so-called moderating influence that so many people had wanted her to be, though that was never her plan. She had been publicly criticized by the world she left behind (and snubbed by world leaders who ignored her to her face), so there was no reason to cater to them anymore. She, like her father, had been buoyed by the crowds at events she keynoted. Those people in red hats who wait in line to see her—and, to be sure, there are many—are her people now. She was no longer the liberal outlier who privately disagreed with her father; they had become one and the same.

She used to think she was better than that. She probably still does, but now she realizes it’s all she’s going to get.

Regardless of where they settle and whether they find acceptance, they’ll never be free of prying eyes. “People will be nice to their faces,” a former friend said. “After all, it’s called polite society for a reason. But people will be falling all over themselves the next day to say how awful they’d been and how they had no idea. Her father’s vulgarity and his father’s criminality will always loom too large in the background.”

H/t KBPlayer