Can I confess something to all of you? I really, really like orange and hot pink together. I'm not sure what that says about me, but THERE. I said it out loud on the internet, and I can't take it back now.
The hat, though -- does it really need to be big enough to cover the palace courtyard in case it rains? I'm not sure that's really something you have to worry about, Micaela. I know you're one of the sort of "Queens of France" running around, but really, I think they've got it covered.
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Happy New Year, Mad Hatters! While I'm sure you're all quite busy enjoying the bubbly and kissing your sweethearts at midnight, I thought a little hattery fun might be in order tonight as well.
(Well, this is Mad Hattery -- I'm sure you're all actually lounging on cruise ships in your Sunday best, wearing construction helmets and sipping champers just like Queen Silvia up there. You are, aren't you? I knew it!)
Anyway: everyone's doing year-in-review posts right now (heck, I just did two: The Top Ten British Royal Events of the Decade and 2009's Royal Romance Review -- check 'em out!), so I thought we'd join right in.
And so, without further adieu, I present: the Mad Hattery Awards of 2009, recognizing the wackiest, zaniest, and most completely out-of-control hattery worn this year!
And the winners are (drumroll please)...
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Something tells me this is one of the only times I'm going to blog about a royal bride wearing a big purple flower and purple cage veil to her royal wedding.
This is the Countess of Paris, née Micaela Cousiño Quiñones de León, who married Henri, Count of Paris for the first time in 1984. He had just controversially divorced his first wife, and the two had to marry in a civil ceremony because the Catholic church does not recognize divorce. Last year, though, the first marriage was annulled, and now the two have gotten married in a religious ceremony -- hence the purple netting/flower combo.
If the French hadn't kicked out the monarchy way back in 1848, there's a good chance that Micaela would be Queen of France. Sigh. Surely that entitles one to a tiara on one's wedding day, rather than a purple headpiece and a crazy quilt dress?