Word: royale
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Britain's heiress is called "Princess" by right of her royal birth, but she has no title in the peerage, and is rated a commoner by law. She is medium tall (5 ft. 4 in.), slim (cameras give her a falsely hefty look), full-bosomed, with brown hair, a creamy, fair complexion, blue eyes, and white teeth (a shade oversize). She has neither her father's shy reserve nor her mother's dazzling charm. Last week, as she stood unobtrusively at her father's elbow, she frequently seemed plain bored. But those who looked sharp could...
...Million Eyes. Last week, as Britain's Royal Family wended their triumphal way through Africa (largely for the purpose of introducing Princess Elizabeth to her polyglot future subjects), she was often tempted to yawn. For weeks she had been through an endless procession of official receptions, tedious reviews, soporific speeches and tiresome dedications. On Tuesday, at Pietermaritzburg, there had been a presentation of local dignitaries, a civic luncheon party, a reception at the stadium to meet the white colony, a reception at the race track to meet the natives, a garden party at the Governor's mansion...
...diminished by a kindly, doting old Sovereign whom she called "Grandpapa England." "They're cheering for you, you know," George V explained to her one day as he held her in his arms on the Palace balcony. Lilibet smiled radiantly. Later she was caught testing her royal prerogative by making a playmate bow low in homage...
...sleek young lord seen dancing twice with Lilibet was a marked man. Since she seldom sits one out (she is a gifted and tireless dancer), the field was enormous. But during the last year it has narrowed to a single contestant: a well-scrubbed, curly-haired lieutenant of the Royal Navy, who was born sixth in line to the throne of Greece...
Like her Uncle David, the Duke of Windsor, Elizabeth loves horses (she rides superbly), racing (if possible, she never misses a race when the royal stable is entered), swing music, nightclubs, and having her own way. But Elizabeth's rebellions are those of any headstrong, well-reared child suffering an overdose of family. "I'd like a car of my own," she told a friend recently, "but there's so damn much family talk about which make I must have that I don't think I'll ever get one." Her greatest insubordination to date...