Melania Trump is already First Lady and conquers the stage at the balls held after the inauguration

President Trump He has celebrated his inauguration in style. As is tradition, he attended the so-called Commander in Chief’s ball with his wife. He danced with Melania Trump to a thunderous applause at one of the most colorful inaugural events, which lasted until the wee hours of Monday morning.. The First Lady, 54 years old (she is 24 years younger than the president), has danced with her husband, and has certainly dazzled the crowd when she came out in a striking black and white strapless dress, white high-heeled shoes and a black choker with a elegant brooch that resembles a bouquet of flowers. A model designed by Hervé Pierre, the same couturier behind Melania’s inauguration ball gown in 2017. Trump, dressed in a black tuxedo and bow tie, began dancing with his wife at the event traditionally aimed at military service members . That’s why it’s called the Commander’s Dance, because he is now the Commander in Chief.

Melania Trump has descended the stairs of the Commander-in-Chief Ball as if she were the heir to an invisible throne, but no less real. The ovation she received pushed her towards the stage like a unanimous breath of destiny. His figure was drawn under the spotlight with the precision of a classical sculpture. The black and white dress, fitted to the waist, strapless, She leaves her shoulders bare like polished marble, while a black choker with a floral brooch sparkles at the height of her neck, like a coat of arms that declares her royalty. It is an image that seems designed not by a couturier, but by time itself to be immortalized.

At his side, President Trump, dressed in black tuxedo and bow tie.observes her with a mixture of pride and sufficiency. He is the man who has conquered power for the second time, but she, just by walking, conquers the heart of the room. Together they will reign over a divided empire, but in that moment, under the glittering dome of the ball, there are no cracks in the ground or tensions in the air. Just music, lights, and a crowd surrendered to them.

Melania has moved with the grace of someone who understands that every step, every turn, every slight inclination of her face is a message inscribed in the collective imagination. In her right hand, fingers intertwined with Trump’s, she performs a slow, ceremonious waltz, a ritual that seems more appropriate to a Viennese court than a night in Washington. Hervé Pierre, the designer of the dress, has succeeded in creating a symbol of his reign: sobriety and splendor in perfect balance.

She doesn’t need words. His presence fills everything. In the camera flashes, the details of her face seem sculpted by light: the enigma of her gaze, her firmly drawn lips, the bearing of a sphinx that observes the present as if it had already conquered it. The music changes, and for a moment she smiles, breaking her usual hieraticism. It is not an open smile, but a subtle line that reveals the fullness of the moment.

The evening proceeded with the pomp of the inaugural traditions that have marked American history since James and Dolley Madison They held the first ball in 1809. But tonight, the Commander-in-Chief Ball was not just a formal celebration; but a spectacle tailor-made for the Trump dynasty. ““It is an honor to serve as your commander in chief, not once, but twice,” the president proclaimed in his characteristic triumphant tone. The room erupted in applause. But it is Melania who seemed the magnetic axis. The camera stops on her, the applause surrounds her, and even Trump himself, who usually monopolizes the attention, seems to have given her the spotlight.

In a theatrical gesture, the president is given a sword to cut the gigantic cake of the night, decorated with the design of Air Force One which he himself has supervised. As he distributes the first portions, “YMCA” plays again, and Trump, always in his role as showman, improvise some dance steps with sword in hand. The contrast between his spontaneity and Melania’s stoic elegance could not be more evident: he embodies the spectacle; she, the symbol.

Melania not only reigns on the dance floor, but also over the collective imagination. Her mystery, carefully cultivated, turns her into an almost mythological figure. If during her first term as First Lady she was criticized for her apparent indifference towards active politics, that distance, which for some was coldness, now seems to be the source of her fascination. Melania says she is not chasing power; but this Monday he received it like a crown that, despite its weight, he knows how to wear naturally.

At the Liberty Ball, His second appearance of the night, his entrance has been tremendous. Walking next to Trump to the rhythm of “Hallelujah” by Elvis Presley. Each step seemed synchronized with the invisible clamor of history. The waltz they share is brief but full of meaning, a declaration of unity and strength in the face of a country torn between division and the dream of greatness that Trump promises to restore. When their children and their partners joined them on stage, the scene took on dynastic overtones. It’s not just a family; It is a stamp that projects continuity, a lineage built on the promise that the show will never end.

“How is Kim Jong Un?”

That’s what Trump immediately asked when the broadcast appeared on the screen. “I’ve developed a very good relationship with him, but he’s a tough guy,” the president later added. Before leaving the stage, Trump was handed a sword to cut the enormous ball cake, which featured his favorite design for Air Force One. “Does anyone want some cake?” Trump asked jokingly. The president then danced, sword in hand, while “YMCA” played over the loudspeakers. The event was just the first of three inaugural balls Trump and Melania have attended tonight.