Royal Cousins...and me at the Coronation ©Solange Hando
Belt, pins, kira, it was all there, laid out on the bed but how do you put on a Bhutanese dress? Perhaps the hotel staff could help?
'Sorry, madam, too early, no ladies on duty.'
So there I was in a hotel room, 5.30 in the morning, with two men I'd never met, struggling with metres of fabric, folding this way, that way, under the arm, over the arm, to no avail. 'I can't be late for a Coronation,' I pleaded, so the youngest ran out into the street to look for a woman, any woman who would know what to do. No one in sight, the men struggled on.
When I reached the monastery gate at last, the police lady smiled: 'Excuse me, madam, your dress isn't quite right, may I help you?'
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