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ceebeegeePrince Rainier died last week, and was buried today in Monaco. I've been looking through the various slideshows of the funeral. I love reading about the Grimaldis--they're such a great royal family, so much more fun than the Windsors. For one thing, they're all just gorgeous--the women are all--every last one--leggy and dramatic-looking and tall and breathtaking. Albert does have an unfortunate hairline, but his face is quite handsome, and Caroline's children, all of them, are just ridiculously good-looking--they look like teen idols.
And they're all so interesting--Stephanie is such the enfant terrible, with her escapades involving bodyguards and circus acrobats and children out of wedlock with anonymous fathers. It's all so scandalous! Apparently wood's colts and inappropriate liaisons are family traditions, though--Rainier's grandmother was a laundress with whom his grandfather, Prince Louis II, dallied, and his mother was made legitimate (and given the title of Princess) after her parents married. A laundress! It's like something out of a 19-century novel. Rainier's sister, Princess Antoinette, also had three children by the heir to a cigarette fortune before they finally made it legal. Such a lusty lot, unlike the phlegmatic Windsors.
Caroline did her share of hell-raising too what with carousing at discos and marrying so young, although hers weren't anywhere near as eyebrow-raising as Stephanie's (I'm told the two sisters have quite a rivalry going on--I think Stephanie was quite the family pet during her childhood, which might annoy anyone, and of course she was pretty messed up after her involvement in Grace's accident).
I have such a fondness for them all--I love reading about them. It makes me happy to know there are still such frivolous pleasures as beautiful princesses and sturdy princes in the world. Monaco is like a toy--it's tiny and beautiful and can't do any harm; it's just there to make us happy.
And they're all so interesting--Stephanie is such the enfant terrible, with her escapades involving bodyguards and circus acrobats and children out of wedlock with anonymous fathers. It's all so scandalous! Apparently wood's colts and inappropriate liaisons are family traditions, though--Rainier's grandmother was a laundress with whom his grandfather, Prince Louis II, dallied, and his mother was made legitimate (and given the title of Princess) after her parents married. A laundress! It's like something out of a 19-century novel. Rainier's sister, Princess Antoinette, also had three children by the heir to a cigarette fortune before they finally made it legal. Such a lusty lot, unlike the phlegmatic Windsors.
Caroline did her share of hell-raising too what with carousing at discos and marrying so young, although hers weren't anywhere near as eyebrow-raising as Stephanie's (I'm told the two sisters have quite a rivalry going on--I think Stephanie was quite the family pet during her childhood, which might annoy anyone, and of course she was pretty messed up after her involvement in Grace's accident).
I have such a fondness for them all--I love reading about them. It makes me happy to know there are still such frivolous pleasures as beautiful princesses and sturdy princes in the world. Monaco is like a toy--it's tiny and beautiful and can't do any harm; it's just there to make us happy.
