A year after the fashion magazine’s since-removed story on Syria’s first lady, here’s how VOGUE might profile Kim Jong Un’s new wife:
The first impression of Ri Sol Ju is movement — a determined swath cut through space with a flash of red soles. Dark-brown eyes, short black hair, long neck, an energetic grace. No watch, no jewelry apart from Chanel agates around her neck, not even a wedding ring, but fingernails lacquered a dark blue-green. She’s breezy, conspiratorial, and fun.
Her accent is English but not plummy. Despite what must be a killer IQ, she sometimes uses urban shorthand: “I was, like. . . .”
And then there’s her cultural mission: “People tend to see North Korea as missiles and gulags,” she says. “For us it’s about the accumulation of cultures, traditions, values, customs. We have to make sure that we don’t lose that… ” Here she gives an apologetic grin. “You have to excuse me, but I’m a banker — that brand essence.”
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