
Harry here is at a London hospital, where he got a fast HIV test on Facebook Live, to show everyone how quick and painless and easy it was, and to help destigmatize it. (There was a sort of funny bit where he noted that he was nervous and he got himself into kind of a conversational hole because he clearly wanted to say, "it's weird that I'm nervous because I haven't been doing any high-risk banging" but realized he...could not say that. [You know those boys are/were under strict instruction to practice safe sex so as to avoid anyone popping up pregnant.]) I appreciate that he has his sleeves all rolled up for a proper blood draw, although it's just a wee stick test.

It did look like a VERY easy test, and good for Harry for taking on this cause. His test was negative, but he was careful to point out that even if it hadn't been, it's totally possible to live a long and normal life with HIV. (Which, young readers may not realize, feels like something of a miracle for us oldsters.)

Meanwhile, over at the new East Anglian Air Ambulance Base, it is Take Your Grandparents To Work And Let Them Officially Open Your Office With a Bang! Day. (Trivia! Note that you can see Wills's "William Wales" name-patch here. He and Harry both use "Wales" as their surname in civilian situations where they need one. I assume George is using Cambridge.)

I enjoy Wills just hanging out at the back of the group shot there. As he should be -- since he's so tall -- but also I'm sure he's like, "it's cool, I have a LOT of pics with her."

"Enough about Brexit. What do you think of this rug?"
(At least your new Prime Minister wears much more interesting SHOES than David Cameron did, right, Brits?)

Cams did a lot this week -- she did this party for the Osteoporosis people, and also launched a huge campaign fighting domestic violence, and good for her. Also I spent a LOT OF TIME looking at the photos on her end table here, because that is the person that I am.

Hello had a nice story about this Road Dahl Dream Jar, all about how it's good for kids to read and whatnot and I suppose I guess I think that's true.

This Informative Caption is a mouthful for an American: "Bridegroom Franz-Albrecht zu Oettingen-Spielberg and his wife Cleopatra zu Oettingen-Spielberg leave the church after the wedding of hereditary Prince Franz-Albrecht zu Oettingen-Spielberg and Cleopatra von Adelsheim." F-A is apparently a noted boar hunter (...uh, okay) and his wedding was photographed mostly because Beatrice Borromeo was a bridesmaid. You'll see her next. I just thought you might also want to see the bride, who looks VERY beautiful indeed, I think.

Beatrice looks -- as always -- fantastic. But what you need to know is that her escort is....drum roll....Alexander Graf Fugger-Babenhausen. A member of the noted German house of Fugger! This feels like a blessing.

It's time for Crown Princess Victoria's Annual Birthday Celebrations, and Prince Oscar DOES NOT CARE AT ALL. He dislikes all of you and wants you to get off his lawn!

You guys! Estelle has gotten so big! They grow up so fast.

It's time for the Danish royal family's annual summer photocall! I feel like Crown Prince Frederik ALWAYS wears those pants to this event; I also think Kate and Mary have been texting lately about how they're super into boho patterned dresses right now.

I always like this dress on Letizia, but mostly I wish I could do that to my hair.

This seems like a very chic way to deal when it's a kabajillion degrees outside. Sadly, I think I would need to grow two extra arms to do it myself.

Very crisp! I approve. I'm sure she's relieved.
