Harry seems to have kept his same outfit, but removed his medals. I might wish he'd switched in a tie with some red in it, as well, but maybe they decided that was too matchy.
I picked this photo because her hair is doing magic things: Look how whipped it got by the wind, and yet later you'll see it still looks perfectly sleek and great. Mine would be frizzy and greasy in a heartbeat and it would never lie properly after a gust like that. Top notch work, Hair People.
The wind also took this dress straight back against her and between her legs, but I decided to spare her that photo. Not that it's BAD, but it feels weirdly intimate because of how clingy it was. The pleats at least move well.
Here's a better look at the stitching on the dress, which I think doesn't render from afar. People were wondering if we could see a strapless bra outline on Meghan in the green dress, and there might be a crease on this one, too. I don't know why she'd need a strapless bra for either outfit, unless maybe her regular bras went kerflooey and this was the only thing they could find. The dress is pretty, but also nearing the end of its ability to fit. Not much to be done about that. And honestly, full marks to her for looking comfortable and pleasant and calm in everything, because pregnant or not, it's no fun wearing things that are tight. She doesn't betray that it bothers her at all.
This is the stretch of strolling where the tag reared its ugly head -- or, bottom, as it were. They were confidently walking along...
... and then that peeked out to say hello. It ALMOST looks like care instructions, but the DMIK had a photo of the other side of it, and it's definitely on a string and pink and blank on the back. Here is my question: Why is the tag all the way down there?!? No wonder no one thought to look for it (unless that's common with high fashion and I have just betrayed that I do not own any; I'm sure you are all stunned by this). Anyway, I feel like... is it ideal? No, but nothing bad happened. Take it down a notch, media peeps.
Gazing! And a child. TWO things we love.