
Karoline Leavitt, the 27-year-old White House press secretary for former President Donald Trump, recently shared a rare peek into her personal life.
Known for her fast-rising political career, Leavitt posted never-before-seen wedding photos this week, spotlighting her relationship with 59-year-old real estate executive Nicholas Riccio.
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The couple, engaged since December 2023, kept their wedding plans private until now. On Instagram, Leavitt delighted her one million followers with a carousel of heartfelt moments from their special day.
The images captured a romantic hand-in-hand walk by the water, a tender glance brimming with love, and a sweet kiss from Riccio.
Playful behind-the-scenes shots with her bridesmaids added a joyful touch to the celebration. While the photos radiated happiness, their 32-year age difference sparked online debate.
Some social media users voiced criticism, though Leavitt has largely stayed silent on the matter—until a professional stepped in.
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Expert Analysis of Their Bond
Body language expert Inbaal Honigman, speaking for SpinGenie, analyzed the couple’s chemistry.
She pointed to their synchronized steps in the waterside photo as a sign of shared goals and vision. “In the photo of the happy couple walking by the water, we see important cues in their body language,” Honigman explained. “Their synchronized steps indicate a shared vision and aligned goals for their future together.”
Honigman also noted their interlaced fingers. “Their fingers are interlaced—one of the most intimate ways to hold hands,” she said:“This shows closeness and emotional intimacy. His hand rests on top of hers, signaling a protective dynamic and suggesting that he is the more dominant partner in the relationship.”
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