Happy Crown

George Clooney? No. Better. Much better. For three days, from September 20 to 22, it was a king who honored this modest country with his presence, flying between Paris and Bordeaux, between banquets and vineyards, between official ceremonies and crowds, with disconcerting grace. Charles III was transformed into an airy sovereign, with impeccable manners, graying temples and delicious elegance. Who would’ve believed that ?

Sun King

Under the Bordeaux sun and in full light, the luminous King Charles had taken out his sunglasses, and what a pair. This model is a monument in the circle of men’s frames and a best-seller among the best opticians on the planet. Signed by Moscot, founded in 1915 by Belarusian immigrants, the Lemtosh were worn over time by legends such as singer Buddy Holly, author Truman Capote and actor Johnny Depp. But who other than the king to assume this crystal variation? Obviously, no one.

Hall tiles

To accompany the glasses, His Majesty had obviously opted for an outfit worthy of his standing and his kingdom. His suit, cut from caviar wool, came from the best house on London’s Savile Row, Anderson

Mechanics of effluvia

The king of England and of accessorizing had also stuck a fresh white rose in the buttonhole of his jacket, of course. With subtlety and dexterity, Charles III thus saluted an eminent tradition of French masculine elegance. Men actually began wearing real flowers in their buttonholes in the 17th century. Originally, this detail even fulfilled a function: these petals covered the body odors of these men, less concerned with their hygiene than with their appearance. But nothing to do, of course, with the king. Nothing at all.

Flood of praise

Finally, how could we not notice that the sovereign was carrying an umbrella in addition to his sunglasses? Foresight? Anticipation? Deformation linked to a life spent under the gray skies of England? Sophistication, rather. The monarch was not displaying here a common umbrella, of the telescopic or advertising type, but rather a piece of English heritage, a model from the venerable house Swaine Adeney, equipped with steel ribs giving it the superpower of never turning around. One more good choice for Charles III and one more terrifying question for us: what will become of us now that he is gone?