Born Camilla Shand on July 17, 1947, in
London, England. Milla, as she is called by
friends, was the longtime lover of Charles,
Prince of Wales. She was raised in a
respectable family on a large country
estate. Her father held the important job of
Vice Lord Lieutenant of East Sussex.
Camilla went to the finest schools in
England, France, and Switzerland.
Charles and Camilla were wed on
April, 9 2005.

Now that Lady Diana is dead and buried and
her appearances in glossy magazines and
cheap newspapers has begun to diminish,
Diana will one day be remembered for
what she really was: a little piece of fluff.

Camilla, a natural beauty

Diana without makeup

Like Charles, Camilla enjoys equestrian activities
Some people have wondered why Charles would
prefer the company of Camilla to that of Diana.
The answer is simple:
Camilla is an educated woman who can
converse on many and varied subjects.
Charles has no interest in the latest
fashion in shoes or the plot twists of some
idiotic television series. He has no interest
in Sting's newest CD. Charles is not
excited that Julia Roberts' new movie will
soon be released. He doesn't think Dame
Barbara Cartland is quality literature or
that Antonio Banderas is a 'hunk'.

When Camilla was living in France she
learned shall I put it, certain
'tricks of the boudoir'.

Unlike Diana, Camilla doesn't need to get
Charles' attention by various silly suicide
attempts, such as throwing herself down a
flight of stairs, cutting her wrist with a
lemon zester or trying to cut her head off
with a cheese grater.

Camilla maintains her figure with a healthy
diet and outdoor activities. Diana
maintained her figure by sticking a finger
down her throat and yakking up her

 "I wish Charles was my Tampon."
Cell phone conversation
recorded by a scanner:

Charles: " I want to feel
my way along you, all
over you, and up and
down you, and in and

Camilla: "Oh, Charles!"

Charles: "Particularly in and out!"

Camilla: "Oh, that's just what I need at the

Charles: "Is it?"

Camilla: " I need you all the week. All the time."

Charles: "Oh, God. I'll just live inside your trousers, or something.
It would be much easier!"

Camilla: "Oh, You're you're going to come
back as a pair of knickers!"

Charles: "Or, God forbid, a Tampax! Just my luck!"

Camilla: "Oh, what a wonderful idea!"

Charles: "My luck to be chucked down the lavatory and go on and
on, forever swirling round on the top, never going down."

Camilla: "Oh, Darling!"