It may be that the high temperatures help to melt a little the Victoria Federica effect, whom we see so insistently appointed to become the heiress of a glamor Bourbon that has no recognizable background. Her determination to market her as an aesthetic continuation of her family legacy, at 21, seems to exhaust her.
Look what has happened in those 21 years! For example, the dress in which Jennifer Lopez finally married Ben Affleck is also 21 years old. She claims to have bought it at some point, put it away and wait for life and love to return her to Ben. Not only that, by marrying him she stopped being her Lopez to be called Affleck. In other words, she becomes completely American. She already plays in the first division. With which, we understand that Jennifer managed everything quite well. A first stage of crazy love, almost wild, surrounded by cameras, diamonds and speed. Followed by a long time of work and learning, children and boyfriends of all kinds, even a baseball legend that she had been with Madonna. All that happened, Jennifer knew how to wait, because she knew that in the end she would be crowned in the magazines as Mrs. Affleck.
I would like magazines to relax their obsession with heiresses and accept new heroines such as members of the women’s national soccer team. They are scorers, they play with passion and they have managed to turn around the delusions of the macho cinema of the seventies, where a women’s soccer team was boobs, jokes and bad scripts. These women are already fighting for a Champions League that, only for now, is resisting.
Shortly before the temperatures turned wildfire, my friend Georgette sent me a video of Carlota Casiraghi chatting with a literary editor about her summer reading. With sunglasses fitted perfectly on her face and a delicate Chanel summer jacket, Carlota catches you, in her mystery and with the handling of her deep voice. These people sell fascination better than anyone. And with books.
Carlota and Victoria Federica are heiresses and at least they share the resemblance to their mothers. In addition, there was a brief moment when Princess Carolina and Infanta Elena experienced a duel of style, almost as exciting as a final between England and Spain in women’s football. Carolina had been reigning alone for more than 21 years on the heights of the glamor and one day, at a wedding, the infanta Elena arrived dressed by Lorenzo Caprile and crushed Carlota’s mother. Today we can say that it was a team effort, between Marichalar and his wife, the great goal of the Luxury Dukes, as they were popularly baptized. Later, the temporary cessation of coexistence as Dukes of Lugo returned the Infanta Musketeer to the routine world of royalty mixed with the equestrian. Unfortunately, that competition fell asleep, the infanta Elena lost interest in the job of rivaling Carolina in elegance. She returned to the bulls with her braid and her Panama hat. We do not know if a little of what he learned from that experience was passed on to her daughter. But now we can confirm that Victoria Federica grew up in a limbo of glamor from which social media and magazine publishers rescued her.
While his sister poses bored, Felipe Froilán celebrated his 24th birthday at Opium, a nightclub in Marbella where a shooting took place that left five injured. Froilán knows about shooting, he himself shot himself in the foot during a hunt. His grandmother, who was not yet an emeritus, uttered one of his few and most valuable phrases: “They are children’s things.”
The Marichalar Borbón children need a vacation from themselves. Like the Affleck couple, also the Grimaldis. They could take advantage of them to study that difficult balance between what you inherit and what you contribute.
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