Her Majesty Queen Chattelotte is an object of such formidable consequence that she is, by all accounts, much beloved and fiercely feared in equal measure. Within the solemn grandeur of her throne room, she remains on display for hours together, supported by her faithful ladies-in-waiting, while a long and anxious queue of aristocrats step forward to make their mandatory curtseys. It is an absolute truth of the world that no young lady of family can officially enter the great marriage market of the capital until she has successfully "made her curtsey to the Queen”, a trial of nerves upon which her entire social existence depends.
With a rigidity of mind that brooks no argument, Her Majesty firmly insists upon the preservation of the old-fashioned, massive skirts of the preceding century. She is here represented in a magnificent skirt of cinnabar red silk georgette, richly adorned with heavy medallions of metallic gold embroidery. Her bodice, of an unusually beautiful cotton satin, features cuffs of fine red velvet, while the whole of her neck, waistline, and stays are elegantly trimmed in bright gold. To complete a presence so imposing, she sports an extravagant grey pouf, sparsely accented with the subtle sparkle of glitter, and crowned by a prominent gold tiara, presenting an image of royal dignity perfectly calculated to awe the neighborhood.
Her Majesty Queen Chattelotte is an object of such formidable consequence that she is, by all accounts, much beloved and fiercely feared in equal measure. Within the solemn grandeur of her throne room, she remains on display for hours together, supported by her faithful ladies-in-waiting, while a long and anxious queue of aristocrats step forward to make their mandatory curtseys. It is an absolute truth of the world that no young lady of family can officially enter the great marriage market of the capital until she has successfully "made her curtsey to the Queen”, a trial of nerves upon which her entire social existence depends.
With a rigidity of mind that brooks no argument, Her Majesty firmly insists upon the preservation of the old-fashioned, massive skirts of the preceding century. She is here represented in a magnificent skirt of cinnabar red silk georgette, richly adorned with heavy medallions of metallic gold embroidery. Her bodice, of an unusually beautiful cotton satin, features cuffs of fine red velvet, while the whole of her neck, waistline, and stays are elegantly trimmed in bright gold. To complete a presence so imposing, she sports an extravagant grey pouf, sparsely accented with the subtle sparkle of glitter, and crowned by a prominent gold tiara, presenting an image of royal dignity perfectly calculated to awe the neighborhood.
