Governors-general ( and their spouses ) have the style " His / Her Excellency " during their tenure, but no style applies to former governors-general purely by virtue of their former office.

They are entitled to the style Her Excellency or His Excellency during the office-holder's term of office.

The incumbent governor is entitled to the use the style of His or Her Excellency, while in office.

Her style of dressing in simple, boyish caps contrasting with gowns that were richly embroidered with plunging décolletage that revealed the nipples, was imitated throughout Italy and at the French court.

Her glamour, style, and youthfulness made her a frequent subject for press photographers.

Her style and her skill remains a mystery as none of her work is extant.

) The style used is normally His Excellency / Her Excellency (); sometimes people may orally address the President as ' Your Excellency ' ( ), or simply ' President ' ( ).

The incumbent governor general and his or her spouse are also the only people in Canada, other than serving Canadian ambassadors and high commissioners, entitled to the use the style His or Her Excellency and the governor general is granted the additional honorific of The Right Honourable for their time in office and for life afterwards.

* Emperors and empresses enjoy ( ed ) the style of His / Her Imperial Majesty ( HIM ), the only current example is to be found in HIM Emperor Akihito of Japan.

* Members of royal families ( princes and princesses ) generally have the style of Royal Highness, although in some royal families ( for instance, Denmark ), more junior princes and princesses only bear the style of His or Her Highness.

The full style of Elizabeth II in the United Kingdom is, " Elizabeth the Second, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and of Her other Realms and Territories Queen, Head of the Commonwealth, Defender of the Faith ".

At the time of her death, Princess Margaret's full style was: Her Royal Highness The Princess Margaret Rose, Countess of Snowdon, Companion of the Imperial Order of the Crown of India, Dame Grand Cross of the Royal Victorian Order, Dame Grand Cross of the Most Venerable Order of St. John of Jerusalem.

Her vocals and singing style has often been compared to the contemporary English singer Kate Bush.

Although in the United Kingdom there is no strict legal or formal definition of who is or is not a member of the Royal Family, and different lists will include different people, those carrying the style Her or His Majesty ( HM ), or Her or His Royal Highness ( HRH ) are always considered members, which usually results in the application of the term to the monarch, the consort of the monarch, the widowed consorts of previous monarchs, the children of the monarch and previous monarchs, the male-line grandchildren of the monarch and previous monarchs, and the spouses and the widows of a monarch's and previous monarch's sons and male-line grandsons.

The style His Majesty or Her Majesty ( HM ) is enjoyed by a king, a queen regnant, a queen consort, and a queen dowager.

Use of the style His Royal Highness or Her Royal Highness ( HRH ) and the titular dignity of Prince or Princess are governed by letters patent issued by George V on 30 November 1917 and published in the London Gazette on 11 December 1917.

Her sister-in-law ( born The Lady Alice Montagu Douglas Scott ) was given special dispensation by HM The Queen to use a similar style when she was widowed (" HRH Princess Alice, Duchess of Gloucester ") despite not being a princess by birth, rather than the more usual widow's style, " HRH The Dowager Duchess of Gloucester ".

Her signature dress of large upturned hat with netting and dresses with draped panels of fabric became a distinctive personal style.

Edward married Wallis six months later, after which she was formally known as the Duchess of Windsor, without the style " Her Royal Highness ".

The present Sovereign's full style and title is " Elizabeth the Second, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and of Her other Realms and Territories Queen, Head of the Commonwealth, Defender of the Faith ".

Her father, the Duke of Teck, had no inheritance or wealth, and carried the lower royal style of Serene Highness because his parents ' marriage was morganatic.

Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

Her form was silhouetted and with the strong light I could see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired.

Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts, was warm and moist and tender.

Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.

Her white blond hair was clean and brushed long straight down to her shoulders.

Her thick hair was the color and texture of charcoal.

Her laugh was hard.

Her face was pale but set and her dark eyes smoldered with blame for Ben.

Her stern was down and a sharp list helped us to cut loose the lifeboat which dropped heavily into the water.

Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.

( Her account was later confirmed by the Scobee-Frazier Expedition from the University of Manitoba in 1951.

Her mother was a good manager and established a millinery business in Milwaukee.

Her name was Esther Peter.

Her brother Karl was a very gentle soul, her mother was a quiet woman who said little but who had hard, probing eyes.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

Her action was involuntary.

Her name was Mollie.

Her speech was barren of southernisms ; ;

Her quarters were on the right as you walked into the building, and her small front room was clogged with heavy furniture -- a big, round, oak dining table and chairs, a buffet, with a row of unclaimed letters inserted between the mirror and its frame.

Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.

Her voice was ripe and full and her teeth flashed again in Sicilian brilliance before the warm curved lips met and her mouth settled in repose.