Nobody understands the power of colour – and staying true to a signature style – more than the Queen. And it’s cheery and accessible rather than fancy
The only hat I own is a beanie, and I wear a gold chain rather than pearls. I don’t match my coat to my dress or my bag to my shoes and I wouldn’t be seen dead in sheer tights. Yet the Queen is, without a shadow of a doubt, my ultimate fashion icon. My style crushes come and go, but I bow down to Her Majesty.
Is it treason to call one’s monarch a badass? Sorry, ma’am, but it’s true. At 95, she still rocks more hot pink than a Molly Goddard catwalk show. Why stick to tasteful neutrals, when you can wear chartreuse tweed with yellow tulips on the matching hat, as she did in London last spring? When I am old I shall wear purple, as the poem goes. How about purple, lemon, lime, royal blue and emerald? The royal wardrobe has been serving up pop-art colours since silkscreen portraits were just a twinkle in Andy Warhol’s eye.
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