Their departure from Venice was as discreet as their arrival. No entourage, no media circus. The family boarded a water taxi from the St. Regis to a private terminal near Marco Polo Airport. Ivanka wore a breezy white dress, oversized straw hat, and carried nothing but a tote and a book—rumored to be a biography on Renaissance women. There’s something poetic about Ivanka Trump choosing Venice a city known for its beauty, fragility, and timelessness for this stage of her public life. She’s walking a line between legacy and reinvention, glamor and grace, visibility and restraint.
