Dressed in large dark-rimmed glasses, well-tailored suits (always adorned with a rose), and a ring (one inch square of rough-cut jade), she numbered princes and Popes among her friends. She spun a fable out of her own life, destroying evidence of her unfashionable upbringing and claiming to be the Queen Mother's "best friend" (they met occasionally). But her important achievements and friendships were undeniable, not least as editor of the magazine Flair in the 1950s.
Like all great self-made legends, she told fab tall tales:
She invariably claimed to be the Queen Mother's best friend, though this view was far from endorsed by former retainers at Clarence House. Nevertheless she carried some crumpled letters from the Queen Mother about in her handbag and would occasionally produce these to support the claim.
Be sure to read the obit in the Telegraph.
3 comments:
What an exciting life. Really, between all of the lies, Fleur created this amazing life(style) for herself.
She really did accomplish alot. And with self-made legends like that - who CARES what's really true?
I swear, I thought she had gone to her reward years ago! Sad - really, the last of a vanished breed. I treasure my tattered copies of Flair.
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