“Already following in the footsteps of his great-great-great-uncle, Edward VIII, and his grandfather, the Prince of Wales, Prince George looks set to become the UK’s best-dressed man,” remarks Lanvin designer Alber Elbaz of GQ‘s 49th place-holder (imagine being #50 and getting outranked by a 1.5 year old).
Let’s consider GQ‘s decision for a moment. Prince George A.) wears a lot of overalls which is last season at best, B.) gets dressed by a nanny, C.) doesn’t choose his own clothes and D.) is, once again, a freaking baby. Give me his money and resources (not a hypothetical—I would really like my own nanny) and I could be just as stylish, if not—TAKE THIS, RED COATS—more.
But this isn’t about me. Besides, I am lying and could probably not dress better than a baby. This is about how putting a toddler on a dumb and meaningless list has somehow managed to make said list even dumber and more meaningless. Idolizing a baby simply because they have noteworthy parents who invest in a good wardrobe and careful photo-ops is foolish at best and pathetic at worse. JUST KIDDING. It’s because our royal baby is fresher than yooooooou(rs).
On second thought, if Rafferty Law deserves a place on British GQ‘s best dressed list, then so does Prince George. Long may he reign.
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