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Today we're going to be celebrating the life of one of my favourite people:

a highly fashionable deaf and disabled princess who became Queen of England.

Princess Alexandra dealt with multiple disabilities, and adapted her clothing to fit them,

incidentally creating fashion crazes along the way.

A stylish, disabled princess?

Clearly, she had to be my first profile.

This video is part of a series I'm making in celebration of the UK's disability history month.

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On with the video.

Actually, no, OK, quick thing.

Last thing.

I am deaf and I struggle to pronounce words I didn't hear before I went deaf,

so I apologise in advance that my fifteen-year-old self

did not take the time to speak to more Danish people before becoming deaf.

Alexandra of Denmark was born on December 1st, 1844, in Copenhagen, Denmark.

[Struggling with pronunciation] Her father was Prince Christian of Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glücksburg

[Attempts pronunciation again]

I mean, something there was right.

And her mother was Princess Louise of Hesse-Kassel.

Much like our current English Queen, Elizabeth the Second,

Alexandra's father was not originally born to be king.

Indeed, whilst Elizabeth’s father had been a second son,

Alexandra’s was from a relatively obscure branch of the Danish Royal Family.

However,

when the senior Royal line produced no heirs, Prince Christian was chosen to succeed his distant cousin

in 1852,

and eventually took the throne in 1863,

when Alexandra was nineteen years old;

which was the same year she married Albert Edward, Prince of Wales,

heir apparent to his mother, Queen Victoria of England.

She was the second eldest of six children,

who all went onto marry into great European Royal families,

leading to her parents being nicknamed the Grandmother and Grandfather of Europe.

The descendants included:

The Royal Family of Denmark;

Belgium; Norway; Spain; Luxembourg;

Romania; Greece; the United Kingdom;

and the last Tsar of Russia.

When Princess Alexandra was sixteen, she met Albert Edward –

Bertie to friends and family –

the Prince of Wales; the heir to Queen Victoria’s throne.

One story of their meeting was that whilst Prince Albert Edward was out shooting with a party of friends,

he happened to see a photograph of her one of his friends was carrying

and immediately arranged a tour of the continent, with a special stop in Denmark to meet her.

He met her at the Cathedral of Worms in Southern Germany,

and whilst he talked to the princess,

his personal servant took pity on a nervous-looking man wandering around the Cathedral.

Thinking that man was part of the retinue with the princess,

the servant spent some time chatting with him.

Later he learned the anxious man was actually King Christian of Denmark,

Princess Alexandra’s father, who was probably feeling like any parent watching his child go on her first date.

The official story of their first meeting is less romantic, though.

Albert Edward, the Prince of Wales, had a, um…

a wandering eye.

Queen Victoria and Prince Albert were most concerned about this

and enlisted the help of their daughter,

Crown Princess Viktoria of Prussia, to hunt for a wife.

Princess Viktoria favoured Princess Alexandra for the match, and introduced the young couple.

But Queen Victoria was less enthusiastic,

as when the German Confederation invaded and annexed Schleswig-Holstein,

Queen Victoria adamantly took the German's side,

and Alexandra and her family just as adamantly embraced the Danish position.

I mean, probably because they were Danish and they'd just been invaded...

[Sarcastically] What was she expecting?

Said philandering prince took some time to break off his affair with Nelly Clifton,

but finally on September 9th, 1962 (1862),

he proposed to Alexandra at the Laeken Royal Palace,

the home of King Leopold I of Belgium, his great-uncle.

Potentially, this was prompted by his father Prince Albert's death the year before,

as Queen Victoria blamed her son for her husband's death.

The story goes that Prince Albert had travelled down to Cambridge to have a serious discussion with Prince Albert Edward

about his indiscreet affair with an actress that could possibly bring shame to the Royal Family.

Father and son had taken a long walk in the rain to discuss the issue,

and shortly after returning home, Prince Albert became seriously ill and died a few weeks later.

At the time, it was believed that he died from typhoid fever,

but later medical research by historians shows that in reality,

he had been suffering from long-term stomach problems for several years,

and his cause of death was probably abdominal cancer.

So it was not Bertie's fault.

It was cancer's fault.

Didn't stop Victoria blaming her son for decades, though.

Although the wild playboy thing probably didn't help him.

And Queen Victoria did want him to become more responsible and mature,

so maybe she was...shaming him...

into being good?

No, there's--there's no justification for that.

The wedding of Prince Albert Edward and Princess Alexandra took place on March 10th, 1863,

at the St. George Chapel, Windsor Castle.

Because the Royal court was still in mourning following the death of Prince Albert,

the wedding was a solemn occasion.

Queen Victoria refused to take part in the ceremony,

and watched from a secluded area in the St. George's Chapel.

I mean, there's being in mourning and then there's just being rude.

The women attending were only allowed to wear lilac, grey or mauve,

and the venue was so small that only Alexandra's closest family were invited.

Which rather annoyed them all.

Prince Albert Edward and Alexandra settled into Marlborough House as their London home,

and chose Sandringham House in Norfolk as a country retreat,

which later became Princess Alexandra's favourite house.

The newlyweds entertained lavishly,

and Queen Victoria was...rather disapproving of what she considered their "excessive socialising."

Jesus, is this entire video just me throwing shade on Queen Victoria?

During his marriage, Albert Edward continued his relationships with other women,

including Lily Langtry, the actress; Daisy Greville, Countess of Warwick;

Agnes Keyser, humanitarian;

American, Jennie Jerome, who was the future mother of Winston Churchill; and society matron, Alice Keppel.

Alexandra knew about most of her husband's relationships,

and bore them with dignity, remarking: "He loved me the most."

Contemporaries reported that Alexandra was dignified, and charming in public,

and affectionate and fun-loving in private.

She enjoyed activities including dancing, ice skating,

and was also a skilled horsewoman and tandem driver.

Much to Queen Victoria's dismay, Princess Alexandra also enjoyed hunting,

although the Queen unsuccessfully tried to make her refrain from it.

Oh, Queen Victoria...

But, what was truly extraordinary about Alexandra

was the way she styled through her many physical challenges.

She inherited a condition called otosclerosis,

which is an abnormal growth of bone in the middle ear,

that worsened her hearing as she aged,

leaving her profoundly deaf as an adult.

Although she tried to learn lipreading, she didn't have much success with it,

and took to relying on her not-small charm,

smiling winningly whenever she didn't understand something.

Which was often.

[Sarcastically] Gosh, can't relate.

Since Queen Victoria was still Regent, her heir, Albert Edward, was styled as "Prince of Wales."

Note: "Prince of Wales" does not actually mean he is a Prince of Wales, the country specifically.

There actually haven't been any of those since the 13th century, when Edward I, King of England,

wiped out the Welsh Royals, took over the country, and then invested his own son as Prince of Wales, so...

Since the 14th century, it's been used as a dynastic title,

granted to the heir apparent to the English, but later British, monarchy.

I-I mean, it's a way to honour the Welsh and make them feel included, although...

they probably didn't feel too great about having their own Royals killed.

So Alexandra became Princess of Wales, and eventually the longest title-holder in British history,

as Queen Victoria lived for another thirty-eight years...

However, the Queen continued her self-imposed period of prolonged mourning,

and withdrew from society, so she was rarely seen in public for royal functions.

The British public were more than a little outraged at being - they felt - abandoned,

and so it fell to Bertie and Alexandra to step in to the official role.

The Royal couple acted as the Queen's representatives for official functions,

and together proved to be extremely popular with the public.

The Queen reported that Alexandra never complained about her round of opening bazaars;

attending concerts; and visiting hospitals in the Queen's palace.

She wrote that Alexandra spared her, "the strain and fatigue of functions."

"She opens bazaars, attends concerts, visits hospitals in my place,

and she not only never complains,

but endeavours to prove that she has enjoyed what to another would be a tiresome duty."

Dear Lord, Victoria!

And this is all despite Alexandra's deteriorating hearing.

Just smile and wave.

Alexandra selected the London Hospital for special attention, visiting it frequently.

During one of her visits, she met Joseph Merrick, better known as...

No, not better known as -

the Elephant Man,

who was a patient there.

She was noted for her kind heart and good will towards all people -

essential in a princess.

In political matters, though, she failed miserably.

Her attempts to influence her husband and the British ministers

to favour Danish and Greek interests over those of Germany and Prussia

failed miserably.

Clearly, she wanted to be supportive of her father, the King of Denmark, and her brother, the King of Greece,

but she also vehemently hated her nephew Wilhelm II,

the German Emperor and King of Prussia, who she is said to have found untrustworthy.

As a result of her interference, Alexandra was *restricted* [laughs]

to uncontroversial public duties, including charity organisations.

Biographers agree that Alexandra's marriage to Bertie was in many ways a happy one;

however, some have asserted that Albert Edward did not give his wife as much

*attention* as she would have liked,

and that they gradually became estranged until his attack of typhoid fever -

the disease which was believed to have killed his father - in late 1871

brought about reconciliation.

Other biographers point to the fact they had six children during this time.

Six!

I don't think they were that estranged.

But, as all the history buffs in the comments will tell you,

it's can be very hard to get to the core of people's emotions in the past,

especially since we can't even do that particularly well with the people who are here right now.

We do know, however, that the Prince was severely criticized from many quarters of society

for his apparent lack of interest in Alexandra's very serious illness with rheumatic fever

(although some modern doctors do believe that was polio),

and this warped her spine, worsened her hearing, and left her in excruciating pain.

But she styled it out.

Turning what some people may have seen as flaws and weaknesses

into reasons to create new fashions.

Indeed, some women were so taken by her,

they took to walking with sticks and a limp just to look more like the princess.

From the beginning, Alexandra enjoyed immense popularity with the British public,