
Queen Mary's model nephew Count Nikolai looks dapper in mismatched suit at Australian Fashion Week - after surprise appearance with girlfriend Benedikte Thoustrup
The 25-year-old, who is the nephew of Australian-born Queen Mary of Denmark, attended Australian Fashion Week in Sydney on Monday and was back again on Tuesday for day two of the festivities.
Nikolai, who has launched a modelling career since losing his title in 2022, opted for a mismatched, high fashion look.
He paired a tan jacket with a blue dress shirt, while adding a pair of grey slacks.
To add some earth tones to the ensemble, he wore a brown tie in a dappled fabric and dark brown belt.
Finally, Nikolai, cream shows matched his jacket and he skipped out on any other accessories.
On Monday, he sat at front row at the Carla Zampatti show on day one of the event.
Alongside him was his girlfriend Benedikte Thoustrup, with the pair looking happy together after fielding split rumours late last year.
Nikolai looked smart in a navy blue suit paired with a light blue dress shirt and dark brown tie.
Benedikte meanwhile stunned in a strapless, black peplum dress in a maxi length, along with camel toned heels.
The 24-year-old chose a natural, barely there makeup look and wore her caramel locks down in waves.
Earlier, the Danish It-girl had arrived wearing a beige trench coat that perfectly matched her shoes.
The couple looked relaxed and happy as they sat together watching the show, and exchanged loving looks while posing together before the runway show.
Late last year, the pair were rumoured to have split after Nikolai and Benedikte had not shared to social media any photos of them together for months.
Benedikte, who is the founder of Danish hair beauty company BénéSoie, had posted several glamorous modelling shots to Instagram - and Nikolai had been absent from all of them.
However, it was clear all was well as the genetically blessed couple cuddled up at hottest event on the Aussie fashion calendar.
Nikolai appearance at Fashion Week comes after tensions had risen between the Danish Royal Family since late 2022, after Queen Margrethe stripped Prince Joachim's four children - Nikolai, Felix, Henrik and Athena, of their titles.
At the time, Margrethe insisted the move would be 'good for them in their future.'
She said it would allow the children - who have maintained their positions in the line of succession - to 'shape their own lives without being limited by the special considerations and duties' that a formal affiliation with the Danish Royal Family involves.
But Prince Joachim publicly spoke out against his mother's decision in the days that followed - claiming that his children had been 'harmed' in the process.
Nikolai has since launched his own Instagram account to promote his modelling career - and has seldom been seen with his cousins and aunt since the announcement.
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