The 21-year-old middle daughter of King Willem-Alexander and Queen Máxima arrived at Circuit Zandvoort in a sleeveless dark jumpsuit with a gold chain belt and looked completely unfazed by the rain already soaking the track.
While home favorite Max Verstappen lost control at the banked final corner, hit the wall, and brought out a red flag after one lap, Alexia walked the paddock with her parents like it was just another Sunday.
She joined them for the final Formula 1 Dutch Grand Prix under the current contract, a more public appearance after months of quieter student life in London. Her older sister Catharina-Amalia and younger sister Ariane stayed away. She was the one who showed up.
The contrast is clear by now. Amalia carries the formal weight of being heir. Alexia has gone the other way: shorter hemlines, one-shoulder tops, leather jackets, boots, the occasional bold color. Freckles she doesn’t cover. Hair she doesn’t fight.
Tatler put her on its best-dressed list in London, where she studies. Dutch Vogue, Cosmopolitan NL, Hola, and Hello have all run “best looks” roundups on her. One longtime Dutch royal journalist said she’d be the biggest influencer in the country if she weren’t a princess.
The read on her at home sits closer to her mother’s energy than her sister’s, relaxed, stylish, a little rebellious, and popular with younger Dutch viewers. The softest critique she attracts is that she doesn’t smile enough on camera.
At Zandvoort she watched the race with her parents. Her father later presented the winner’s trophy, his first time doing so at a Dutch sporting event.
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