Modus Operandi: ‘Beaucracy’. ‘Beau’ in French means ‘beautiful’ and as you may already know: ‘Life is Beautiful’. Queen Marcheline is an Aesthete through and through and an incurable romantic. The machinations of Marcheline abound and dictate the order of the day in Royal Doll Town. For instance, she declared with much fervour during the early days of the town’s inception: “I’m leaving out the ‘ur’ in ‘bureaucracy’. It’s so urrrrgh! Life is beautiful. By our lives we are beautiful so therefore we are a ‘beaucracy’! We simply must live beautifully!” She then proceeded to assign official ‘beaucratic’ names to the Royal Founders which constituted their full ‘beautanical’ names to be used for official purposes to impart a sense of delectable decorum. She titled herself: ‘Queen Marcheline Joi de Vivre Chrysanthemum’ because she is so full of the joys of being alive and chrysanths are the official flowers of Royal Doll Town.
Let's face it chrysanthemums are the candy flowers of the natural Kingdom as they come in so many delicious colours and shapes and sizes. They are sublime - chrysantheYUM - yummy! Now, at Royal Doll Town, where they possess the secret revolutionary technology of petal preservation, the vast variety of chrysanths can be made into any texture and colour way of fancy plush fabric imaginable. Queen Marcheline almost exclusively wears chrysanthemum fabric floppy mantles, fluffular petallic hats or pom-pommy wigs and chopines on her feet. For elegant official occasions she selects feathery Duke of Kent chrysanthemum fabrics which tend to be shades of white with a hint of the palest pink or a tinge of cream. She selects this mode of attire in order to match and complement the King’s albino white feathers and she feels that the Duke of Kent chrysanthemum petals mimic his feathers superbly well. Setting aside the irresistible candy allure of yum mums and getting back to beautanical names; the Queen gave her darling everlasting husband the title: ‘King Fisher Filigrane Philosophique’ because he is so philosophical and officially endorses his stately paper works with water marks made from his soul searching metaphysical tears - ‘filigrane’ means ‘water mark’ in French. You see, when the King is so greatly and stately moved to tears he can metaphysically conjure forth an alchemical trade mark tear from his otherwise dry lachrymal glands. It is the current dire state of the planet earth that prompts these tears to flow so much more easily these days. It took a lot more effort in the older days prior to human overpopulation and suffocating pollution. Next the graceful mannequin received the title: ‘Libertine Laisser-Faire Lingerie Luminaire’ because she is so free spirited and enlightened and mostly sports filmy, boudoir ensembles which are an eclectic Bohème-Japonisme-Chinoiserie come Mary Quantish blend. The mandrake root manikin simply retained his name ‘Count Melancole Mandrake’ as it suited his solemn sombre air and the mysterious demeanour of his discreet engagement in his personal underground mission. Being verbose, these titles are reserved for formal proceedings and ceremonies where fanciful wording is called for. In general, Queen Marcheline considers herself more a queen of hearts and the wondrous arts, so she isn't overly ostentatious - bling ain't her thing. In fact, she finds regalia and royal pomp quite stressful but a necessary duty she can’t neglect and a tempting charm she simply can’t resist. Within the privacy of her own palace she can let down her guard, throw off her great big wigs, postiches and busbyish hats and go bare hair, her original painted black curlicue hairdo, but publicly she graciously guards the royal relish of her town. But if her royal wig unforeseeably were to blow off on a blustering gale day, while out chicken riding for instance, or she forgot to dress her head that day she wouldn't be overly perturbed. Capricious is delicious too.