Cool Cat: Brigitte Macron
may we introduce Macron, Brigitte Macron, in London the day before the Queen’s funeral service. Looking like the bodyguards of your own bodyguards is a supreme discipline in a partner look. It takes sunglasses, jackets with a country-club-employee vibe, and, of course, sneakers. Exactly these were the cause of a veritable online shitstorm because the morality police felt they disrespected the Queen. As if one had to wear mourning on one’s feet already on the journey. Online shitstorms don’t matter in real life, but this one proves that shoes are generally perceived as a measure of respect. It is therefore all the more surprising that the digital prayer sisters did not deal with the shoes of the other mourners at all on the official day of the funeral. You saw a lot of very high black stilettos in Melania Trump style, and on very royal feet: Princess Catherine’s, for example. Or those of Duchess Meghan, who underlined the actual intention of her somewhat too fashionable cape to end up in a commercial for supposedly fine hazelnut pralines or Spanish supermarket sparkling wine, where rich women always look like that in disguise. Royals used to be famous for their down-to-earth footwear that nipped any suspicion of immorality in the bud (Camilla still pulls it off). Incidentally, at the funeral itself, Brigitte Macron’s look was not at all casual, but just right. So please leave her alone.
Badass Bohemian: Emmanuel Macron
On Twitter, an apt bon mot was read about this picture of the Macron couple: “Looks like they confused the Queen’s funeral with Godard’s funeral.” In fact, cinematic references spring to mind when you look at Emmanuel Macron, somewhere along the lines of a light Belmondo or, more appropriately, the middle Jean-Louis Trintignant. Why is that? On the one hand, of course, in the mischievous, robust masculinity that the French President is known to exude. On this walk along the Thames, it is underlined by the unconventionally tightly tied dark scarf in combination with, pardon me, real badass sunglasses. No Briton, let alone a British politician, would refine his suit in this way, especially not on such an occasion. This is probably why there was public irritation about the day before the funeral being too casual. But bohemian is still a French word, and what can actually be said against this successful little role-playing game between the two of them? They just look like they have a getaway car parked somewhere. At best, the noble sneakers were of a justiciable nature, which even aroused displeasure in France. In fact – the light shoes by the renowned French shoemaker JM Weston (570 euros) do nothing really good for the outfit and would probably have displeased the blessed Queen. But, as usual, she wouldn’t have let it show.