Chances are teenagers will not be the only New Zealanders who would like to give pride of place to the poster that comes with this newspaper today. Lorde has come home from the Grammy Awards much more than an international singing celebrity - though that is astonishing enough for one so young - but as a New Zealander unspoiled by extraordinary success.
When she complained about media cameramen jostling her on her return, she was reacting much as anyone would who was unused to such attention. It would be unfair to see it as the first sign of prima donna-dom. Who is not tired and a bit tetchy at the end of the long flight from Los Angeles? She cannot have had much rest during dizzying round of receptions, performances and parties.
Her comments on twitter, which were soon deleted, were grist to anyone who finds it hard to believe that someone so young can be so unaffected. And they brought a stream of extraordinary bile from Charlotte Dawson, who was once a celebrity here. Dawson advised Lorde on radio to leave the country before New Zealand media do their worst.
Lorde has nothing to learn from Dawson, except as an example of what not to be. Lorde is a genuine star, celebrated for her talent and her class. She sings her own songs and her words are thoughtful. They mock fame and fortune and now these have come her way, she seems in touch with herself, determined to keep real.
That is a remarkable achievement for someone of her age, 17. It is credit to her above all, but also to her parents, Sonja Yelich and Vic O'Connor, her school, Takapuna Grammar, her teachers and friends. We may dare to claim credit for New Zealand. There is something very Kiwi in the way she can keep her feet on the ground.