Ella Emhoff: Fashion’s midwit girlCulture's gatekeepers have lost confidence in themselves.
Chadwick MooreJan 06, 2025
She may have wept grotesquely on election night—at that sad scene outside Howard University where her stepmother, Kamala Harris, didn’t even bother to show up to her own watch party—but the Brooklyn trust fund tyke and fashion’s toast to sycophancy, Ella Emhoff, is going to be just fine.
In fact, she’s already back on the ’gram, giving vibes, usually in the form of a dirty mirror selfie with her depressing and tasteless apartment as backdrop—a domicile that’s a fitting extension of her own pampered mediocrity.
But, if you’re the child of a famous Democrat, especially the Joy and Coconuts lady, well, the sky’s the limit. Little Emhoff is going to be a famous fashion designer and America’s cultural institutions are on board, no resume required. ...
This isn’t really about Ella Emhoff and her contrived rusticism, dumb-ass Harry Potter glasses, and Etsy-grade knitwear. It’s about Anna Wintour, Vogue’s chilling editor, who received the Presidential Medal of Freedom last week alongside Satan’s legion of Hillary Clinton and George Soros.
(Jill Biden, America’s worst dressed woman who grasps for validation wherever she goes, got two Vogue covers as First Lady. But that probably had nothing to do with her husband awarding Wintour the nation’s highest civilian honor). ...
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