I am screeching at this messy Ivanka Trump wig everyone’s gonna wear this Halloween
Including Trump himself, probably
Every morning I wake up in a good mood knowing Ivanka Trump and her husband Jared Kushner are having a horrible fucking time.
Between dropping in to say "Hello," and attempting to fix the fucked-up state of affairs her "daddy" has left the rest of the country to fester in, only to end up making it worse, it seems like Ivanka has a lot to juggle.
But nobody is too busy for Halloween.
That's why this year, you can have the same costume as President Trump, and go as Ivanka for Halloween. (As if it's not some weird fantasy of his.)
A number of e-retailers and eBay users are now selling "Ivanka Trump" wigs for anywhere from $13.00 to $40.00.
Of course, you'll need the rest of the ensemble to go along with it, so we took the liberty of planning it out for you.
Keep in mind, this costume may be triggering to some people, but let them know that you're just "dropping in" to the party to check it out and you'll be on your way soon.
Oh, and don't forget the forced smile!
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