Yes, okay, I’m teasing with the headline. But we call her Queen Celine, and her get-up is on par with royal wedding excess — it’s like Kate Middleton’s crossed with Diana’s, crossed with Maxima’s jewel vault — so it’s an apt joke. Travel back with us to 1994, won’t you? And then to 2000, when they renewed their vows. It involved a camel. I am not joking. Listen, Law Roach may have coaxed a tamed Celine back out into the wild, but mark me, the Celine we’ve met in the last few years has always been in there.