'Ambassador Of Bad Taste' Kimberly Guilfoyle hosts Athens bash for 'Worst film ever made'

Yes, the "movie" is called "Melania." Many guests wore fur (not their own)

Greek media reported Sunday on the “Premiere for the film ‘Melania’ in Athens hosted by American ambassador Kimberly Guilfoyle” — also including ample coverage of “which businessmen, politicians, celebrities went” — and darlings, ya gotta see these pics to believe them.

Forget for a moment (but just a moment) how Guilfoyle, previously married to Trump nemesis and current Governor of California Gavin Newsom (note to Gavvy, you want to be savvy and win in ‘28, find a more TikTok-friendly moniker than Gavin & maybe shed the metrosexuality and go full-fag (‘cause MAGA don’t like ambiguity, do it?) alarmed diplomats with a lavish welcome party and more recently showed up at a Paris fashion show in a “mini-dress.” (ed. note: is there anything less fashionable — in 2026 — than Paris?)

Ms. Guilfoyle, 56, jetted back from gay Paree to Athens — let’s hope not at American taxpayer expense, because typically the ambassador to one country has no remit to attend a fashion show (or anything else) in another — just in time to host that “premiere” for what some American pundits are suggesting is the worst film ever made. (And after Xanadu or anything by Wes Anderson, that’s saying something). Press reports say she’s a friend of the First Lady, and no doubt as all good friends do they have lots in common!

But hey, are Europeans even faintly aware of how roundly ridiculed is Melania Trump’s narcissistic foray into ersatz Amazon bribe-time cinema? Like, from The New York Times right on down to the Colbert Report and maybe even, most obviously, this year’s Halloween costumes…good grief, Charlie Brown!

But the parade of tackiness emanating from the White House — well, the parts of it that haven’t been demolished or plastered with gold leaf yet, anyway — seemingly trickles down beyond the confines of Washington, D.C. Just have another gander at some of those Melania premiere arrival photos — seems like a lot of those lovely ladies are taking the wrong fashion cues, but worse, what the hell is up with all the women wearing fur? The temperature in Athens around the time of the bash was around 55°F — sweater weather maybe, but hardly cold enough to justify slinging the remains of a dead chinchilla over one’s shoulders. Operator, get me PETA on the line.

To her credit, Guilfoyle did not appear to be wearing fur — this time. But it looks like she was fourrure-clad in sad old gray old Paris, and oui, she is known to be a fan of fur. Can we assume that the fur in general here is real and not (like some other things) fake?

Even if the fur is faux, which I doubt, c’est beyond gauche, and ethically revolting. Anyone who wears fur should be ashamed to wear fur. Period.

More easily forgiven is the report, if accurate, that invitees to this blisteringly tone-deaf case study in narcissism were asked to wear black and white.

It is understood that black is Melania Trump’s favorite color. So warm!

It is worth noting that nobody that I or most archaeologists know of in ancient Athens, the cradle of democracy and late dinners, wore black.

Also, as any scientist will tell you, black is not actually a color. 🎨😎

It’s most unfortunate to see the parade of sequins, oops, obsequiousness that reigns in Washington right now extend to European capitals, Athens included. To be fair, it’s hard to outdo the incompetence and corruption of the Biden administration and in a sense Guilfoyle does bring a breath of fresh air to one of the world’s oldest capital cities. If anything, her predecessor, the patently unqualified Porky Pig stand-in geo-idiot George Tsunis, is the one who needed a stylist, not her, and the piece of work before him, Obama appointee Geoffrey Pyatt, will go down in history as the guy who interfered in Ukrainian politics (along with ex-deep state nasty Victoria Nuland) to such an extent that Russia’s invasion was always going to be a matter of when, not if.

But fur? NEVER. Non. Oxi. The invitation should have said, “don’t wear it.”

That is, of course, if there should have been invitations at all, n’est-ce pas?

Let’s end this post on a positive note tho: Greeks and lesser nationalities have a choice when it comes to these sorts of m’as tu-vu soirées tristes. Those with a memory — and Greece is a nation of long memory — might recall the famous words of one of America’s more traditional First Ladies: Nancy Reagan. Gal used to say, and might have said today if invited to powder her nose brown at some morally and artistically bankrupt vanity hour, this:

“Just say no.”

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