Happy 4th of July my American friends! I hope you're taking it easy today.
Here in Canada we celebrated Canada Day, our version of Independence Day on Friday, the 1st of July. This year's celebration included a visit from Will and Kate, the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. Canadians in Ottawa went ga-ga, camping out on Parliament Hill overnight to catch a glimpse of the royal duo. Now I might do such a thing for U2 tickets but for these two? Then of course, I'm not a staunch monarchist and I shudder at the thought of the cost of royal visits.
But dear Kate, not an unattractive woman, has rekindled my interest in the monarchy. Oh, yeah. And Kate, in turn, has rejuvenated the fashion industry. Really. It's all because of her fascinators. What is a fascinator you ask? Well it's not a bra that separates and lifts. Nor is it a tummy tucker to enhance a woman's figure.
Now I'd never heard of a fascinator until I watched some of the royal tour coverage last week. It's a hat. Uh-huh. Or at least part of one. And in Britain, the Queen has decreed they must be worn to gain entry to the Royal Ascot, a horse race named after another article of clothing.
I don't know why it's called a fascinator. Does anybody know? I don't find it particularly fascinating. I mean, take a good look. It's like wearing a dead plant on your head.
Maybe because you need a whole lot of fasteners to wear one? Yeah, I got the spelling wrong. It's a fastenator!