Karoline Leavitt’s latest Instagram post sparked a flood of comments from her followers after she shared that her husband, Nicholas Riccio who is 32 years her senior is her greatest supporter.
Karoline Leavitt, 27, a fresh air in the White House, is once again making headlines this time for a personal revelation that’s stirring quite the buzz.
The youngest White House press secretary in U.S. history recently shared that her husband, Nicholas Riccio who is 32 years older than her is her most devoted supporter.
Their discreet marriage has now become a topic of widespread interest, especially as the couple celebrated the birth of their son in July.
In a recent Instagram post, Karoline posted a photo of herself preparing to board Marine One, dressed elegantly in all black.
In the caption, she wrote, “Waving to my two biggest fans (husband and son) while boarding Marine One.”
The post quickly gained attention, with her followers flooding the comments section. One cheeky comment read, “Join your Big Daddy on Marine One!” The image and her words sparked a wave of reactions online, further fueling curiosity about her unique personal life.
Fans were quick to show support “Great pic! Such confidence and integrity.” One said, “Karoline, you are doing a fantastic job. You’re the best press secretary the White House has ever had, in my opinion. I loved you on your first day.” Another added
Who is Karoline Leavitt husband Nicholas Riccio
Beyond the spotlight on Karoline, attention has also turned to her husband, Nicholas Riccio, whose impressive real estate success is drawing interest.
Known for his extensive property portfolio, Riccio has built a multi-million dollar real estate empire, which allows the couple to enjoy lavish retreats and luxurious getaways.
Now 59, Riccio is a proud New Hampshire native and a self-made millionaire. He made his fortune by transforming rundown waterfront properties into high-end resort destinations, particularly in Hampton Beach, just an hour outside Boston.
According to Realtor.com, his investments have turned once-overlooked areas into some of the most desirable locations on the coast.
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