Apparently, Queen Maxima is “out of town” on “another engagement.” I don’t care; I am taking this as a personal affront. How dare you, Maxima? We all wanted to see you SWOOP in to hug Kate — accidentally bashing her on the head with your ginormous hat — before explaining to her that, when you fly to the Netherlands in a suit of this material, you need to lie down, prone in the aisle of the plane, and hold yourself enormously still the entire time to avoid wrinkles. (My prediction, in fact, is that we will never see this suit again because it is CRINKLE CITY.) Sure, sure, the King himself popped out to say hello and let Kate (and us) into his living room to look at hisĀ tchotchkes, but still. STILL! I FEEL BETRAYED, MAX.

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