Rolls-Royce Laced Up Its Luxury SUV with Hiking Boots

A Rolls-Royce inspired by hiking? Yes, really. Cullinan Daisy is what happens when the world’s most aristocratic SUV trades its velvet slippers for a pair of muddy trail boots — albeit ones hand-stitched in Tuscany and scented with bergamot. This is a car dreamed up for someone whose idea of “getting back to nature” involves frozen toes, damp socks, and a private helicopter out of the Carpathians by sundown.

But make no mistake — this isn’t just any Cullinan. This is the Black Badge Cullinan Series II — the so-called “naughty” Rolls, which likes to pretend it’s rebellious while, in truth, writing poetry in a lavender-scented bath. And now, it comes with a name so delicate it practically wilts in the sunlight: Daisy. Yes, that Daisy — the sort you trample under your Gore-Tex boots while wheezing your way up an Alpine trail.

And oh yes, daisies are everywhere. Along the coachline? Absolutely. On the dash? You bet. Between the rear seats? Of course. Even the umbrellas — those exquisitely engineered, leather-wrapped rain sticks that probably cost more than your grandmother’s entire flat in Lasnamäe — are lined with daisy motifs. It’s like driving through a florist’s shop going through an identity crisis.

The exterior is painted in a pastel hue called Powder Blue — imagine a baby shower gift with a chrome grille and a “Spirit of Ecstasy” statue so dark and brooding it could front a doom metal band. Step inside, and you’re in an art installation: black wood trim laser-etched with wildflower patterns, leather in Fleet Blue, Selby Grey, and classic Black, and a ceiling that sparkles with four major constellations — Ursa Major, Ursa Minor, Gemini, and Taurus. Essentially, a planetarium on wheels, measuring six meters and dripping in opulence.

And that’s just the beginning. In the back, there’s a bespoke pull-out drawer for your hiking gear. Because of course — when blazing a trail in your half-a-million-euro Rolls-Royce, you need a perfectly crafted space for your trekking trousers and artisanal beef jerky.

Under the bonnet? A 6.75-litre V12 — an engine so regal it probably has a coat of arms. It serves up 600 horsepower and 900 Nm of torque, or if you're feeling extra absurd and hand it over to Mansory, you’ll get 720 hp and 1050 Nm. That’s quarry-excavator power levels. 0 to 100? Sub-five seconds. In a luxury parlour on wheels.

The Cullinan Daisy is a car for the kind of person who wants to appear rugged, yet believes “camping” includes a crystal decanter, silk sleeping linens, and a butler named Philippe who folds your socks with military precision.

Frankly? I’d go hiking too, if this was the vehicle waiting at the trailhead.