Breast cancer survivor, actress and all-round rock star Sofie Gråbøl for the win!
Yrma is such a silly, shallow, competitive little narcissist. It's all about having all of those court-approved photographers Photoshop her ugly mug before public release into one that has skin so young and dewy, you'd think she were 10 years old. And buying the exact same kind of dress that she wore in Oz a couple of years ago but this time in a whiter white than the other dress's creamy white. And pulling Sofie Gråbøl into the picture to make sure she was photographed with the woman who presented Camilla with a Killing jumper but not one for herself, and haha Mary probably makes fun of Sofie's short hairdo. Guess what, Mary, Sofie is a rock star: her short hair is growing back in after having undergone chemo treatments for cancer. A million kroner says that Camilla has written a note to Sofie herself expressing her care and concern about her cancer diagnosis, and Mary has not. Mary is such a stupid cow.
The Mary Show continues in Oz, with the Crown Prince Couple's Prize being awarded outside of Denmark for the first (and hopefully last) time. All for Mary. Mary is the only one at the podium. Mary has orchestrated this entire Looker Me! Tour to showcase Her Mazzaness! Except it's just so sad - no one cares. Except for the poor Danes who are being force-fed a bunch of really bad and sugar-sweet articles that appear in the Danish press, even the serious Danish press. The collusion of the Danish Royal Family and the press is just revolting in Denmark. Unless of course, it will come back to bite a surprised Mary in her flat ass. Bread and circuses until then. And what a sad delivery system: Mary is a nothing and a nobody. She's shallow and vacuous and ill-mannered and self-centred and probably kinda stupid and definitely kinda dumb and very likely even a hard drinker herself given her Pictish roots, Danish location and pressure-filled life.
Poor, dumb Maz. She could have just relaxed and set about balancing all of the requisite glamour PR that goes along with royalty with support for her husband, and a thorough delving into Danish culture, language and lifestyle. But you can't change a narcissist's focus: herself. Mary will never have anything remotely resembling charisma or charm or gravitas or care or concern or compassion. She will never draw the world's spotlight to her as she so desparately wants. It's not just a funny trainwreck, a portrait of extreme hubris to be used as an example to us all. It's a sad commentary on the state of royal Denmark. Daisy's always been defensive and self-protected, but as a woman of intellect and culture and with a full knowledge of the power of history, there has been reason to be proud of her as a monarch, if not feel fully warm towards her as a person. Mary's got nothing, and she forced this family to be kind to her, to take her in, not to help them and live a comfortable, charming life, but to suck them dry, beat them up and spit them out. Careful, Daisy. You've got to take matters into your own hands and get rid of her before you are too old and weak to do it. Fred with help can be better, and if not, Joachim is your truly royal son, the Schackenborgs will make you proud. Denmark will survive.
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