Jeff Bezos and Lauren Sánchez got married in a ridiculous wedding in Venice, Italy, over the weekend. These two were behaving like they thought they were royalty. She did the balcony wave and was blowing kisses like she is a Marilyn Monroe figure or a genuine royal. They had their yacht, which has its own yacht, carting them around with their massive amounts of foam dripping into the Mediterranean.
Star-Studded Affair
From what I can tell, almost no actual friends were in attendance. These two don’t know Gayle King. They invited Gayle on that ridiculous space flight so they could get some news coverage on CBS. And now, because she did it, she was at the wedding. They don’t know Oprah Winfrey. That is a lie, too. Oprah went to watch Gayle go up into space, so she got an invite. Why? Because she is a celebrity.
Leonardo DiCaprio was there. I’m sure they are really tight with Leonardo DiCaprio. How does Sydney Sweeney wind up in Venice? Because she is the new toast of the town and because she has these enormous breasts that everybody is obsessed with.
If you told me the crowd was filled with Lauren Sánchez’s colleagues from the first news station she worked at or Jeff Bezos’ from when he first opened Amazon, sure, that is normal. A normal person would invite their lifelong friends. Bill Gates was there, and I will give Bezos that one because at least he is a huge fellow tech titan.
I think back to when I married Doug. It was my second marriage. I didn’t meet Doug until I was 35, and we got married when I was 37. Who was there? All my friends from Fox News, some of my lawyer friends, some friends from my childhood. That is who you invite.
Sánchez’s Evolution
What is the point of inviting all these Hollywood celebrities? It was meant to generate headlines, fawning coverage, and accolades. And nothing better encapsulates that than the fact that the moment they got married, Sánchez wiped her Instagram clean and repopulated it with her Vogue magazine photographs and her new name “Lauren Sánchez Bezos.” Give me a break.
What does this say about us? I look at Lauren Sánchez, and I think: This is somebody who – in another life and many years ago in her life – I could have been friends with. She is a journalist. She is a helicopter pilot. She was moving up the ranks in the journalism business. I have got lots of friends in the journalism business.
But then there is another strain of Lauren Sánchez that seemed to be a person determined to marry or date her way into fame – a fame she was unable to attend to achieve as a journalist and as a newscaster. She wasn’t famous. She didn’t make it on any sort of national level. But she had a child with a famous professional athlete; then, she married the co-head of WME, Patrick Whitesell; and then – in what was widely reported to be an extramarital affair on both sides – Sánchez started dating Bezos when they were both married to other people.
This is just a long winded way of saying, I think something has happened to her. She kept wanting to trade up when it came to money, power, and fame, and, not coincidentally, she kept trading up on the plastic surgery. She has clearly spent too much time with the Kardashians because she has the weirdly skinny waist that no woman magically develops at 55, the clearly enhanced bottom, the overly enhanced breasts, the very bizarre looking face, and the weirdly puffy lips that look fake and ghoulish. I mean, you look like a Mr. Potato Head. You no longer look human.
I think chasing these false gods has gotten her to look like a morphed, unrelatable, plastic version of the beautiful woman who used to be there striving in earnest to make it on her own but, instead, kind of sold out. That is how I see her.
The Vogue Treatment
No sooner had they tied the knot that Sánchez’s Vogue digital cover was released along with all the social media content. There is a photo of her in her underwear because we all celebrate our weddings by posing in our underwear with just a peek of breast.
Then there was her pre-wedding shoot where she is wearing her full wedding gown so that Vogue can have the exclusive of her in the dress. God forbid we just put on our wedding gown and are seen for the first time by our husband and our wedding party.
As Vogue explained, Sánchez wore a dress custom designed over a year and a half by Dolce&Gabbana. It is based on the wedding dress Sophia Loren wore to marry Cary Grant in the 1958 film Houseboat. She wore a secret souvenir at the wedding that she also brought along on her Blue Origin fake space trip as her “something blue,” telling Vogue it was “literally one of the most profound experiences I’ve ever had in my life.”
For the wedding dinner, she reportedly wore a sweetheart-neck corseted gown. For the reception, she opted for a cocktail dress by Oscar de la Renta featuring 600 yards of hand-sewn chain and 175,000 crystals on her jewelry. An insider told Page Six, she wore a long list of precious jewels throughout the festivities that could easily be worth some $20 to $30 million.
Since it was reportedly a three-night extravaganza, the final night included something that I am sure you also had at your wedding – a pajama party. Oprah wore a shimmery bronze ensemble featuring feather-trimmed cuffs to the fête. Gayle wore a tank dress topped with a colorful, patterned robe. Kim Kardashian wore a revealing corset with sheer stockings and garters because she is always bringing the class.
And Lauren Sánchez Bezos wore… a pink corseted gown. I think they were trying to telegraph, ‘We are just like regular people.’ Who the hell goes to sleep in a corset? Even the ladies of the 1700s didn’t do that.
‘So Fake’
What bothered me the most was the kisses from the balcony and the waving like she was truly a queen alongside the parade of celebrities. It is a very ‘let them eat cake’ kind of moment at a time when half of these people (maybe even all of them) are members of a party that is lecturing us on how we have to get rid of the oligarchy. You have Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and Bernie Sanders literally on a “Fight the Oligarchy” tour.
This is all just so fake. It was a fake display of fake celebrity, fake humility, fake pajamas, fake friendships… all of it. And it is just so off-putting.
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