Michelle Obama wears jaw-dropping gold chain mail dress to last state dinner
IF you’re going to go out, go out in a blaze of (sparkly, Atelier Versace) glory.
IF YOU’RE going out, go out in a blaze of (sparkly, Atelier Versace) glory.
That seems to be the motto that Michelle Obama adopted when choosing a form-fitting, rose gold chain mail dress for her last state dinner as FLOTUS on Tuesday evening.
The dress was custom-made and the choice of the iconic Italian designer was fitting, as the dinner at the White House was in honour of visiting Italian Prime Minister Matteo Renzi and his wife, Agnese Landini. Gwen Stefani was called upon to provide entertainment for the evening.
The first lady has traditionally worn designers from the same country as her guests — she recently sported Canadian designer Jason Wu when Justin and Sophie Gregoire Trudeau came to visit.
“Today is bittersweet for Michelle and I because this marks the final official visit and state dinner of my presidency,” President Barack Obama said earlier in the day.
“But it’s OK. We saved the best for last.”
Response to her sparkly look has been overwhelmingly positive:
Michelle Obama looked absolutely glorious at her final state dinner: https://t.co/9zGV8NrAlw
â ELLE Magazine (US) (@ELLEmagazine) October 19, 2016
Michelle Obama shimmers and stuns in a Versace gown for her final White House State Dinner: https://t.co/pjFqwwMLQJ
â The Cut (@TheCut) October 19, 2016
In fact, it’s been a strong fashion week overall for Mrs Obama. On Monday she appeared looking sleek on the cover of T Magazine’s ‘Greats’ issue.
Michelle Obama is the baddest First Lady to ever step foot in the White House. Feel free to disagree by naming an inaccurate alternative. pic.twitter.com/85t3p2a936
â scoobert doobert (@NathanZed) October 18, 2016
There’s no doubt that the first lady will be sorely missed. She knew how to have a good time ...
... And she really knew how to dress, as her number one fan confirms below with an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
That sparkly Atelier Versace dress? That’s the sartorial equivalent of a mic-drop.