I'm sure no one can possibly be surprised that Prince William and Kate Middleton got married today. It's been plastered on magazines for months. There are commercials advertising replicas of Kate's engagement ring, nevermind the endless souvenir plates, mugs, and other kitsch. Lifetime produced what could be considered the worst movie of all time, and TLC has transformed the entire channel to focus on only the Royal Wedding with endless specials and princess-themed Say Yes to the Dress marathons. The world has been consumed by Royal Wedding craze.
And so have I.
Weddings are my drug of choice. To me, there is nothing more exciting, invigorating, romantic, and elegant than a wedding. White poofy dresses, crisp table linens, colorful floral arrangements, diamonds, dancing, and champagne: who could resist? Well, the answer is many can resist. I have met my fair share of wedding haters, apathetic wedding attenders, and those who have given it no thought at all. And to that I say, to each his own. I understand. Weddings are an acquired taste and to many people much less important than a majority of other things.
Which brings us back to the Royal Wedding. Hyped up to the point of absolute pandemonium, the debate of its importance has been all over Facebook newsfeeds and blogs galore. Yes, in the scheme of things, a Royal Wedding falls pretty low on the list to most. Amidst crisis in the Middle East, wars, conflict in Libya, and a myriad of other hardships, who cares that the Prince of England is getting married?
Well, he is a prince. The Royal Family is an important aspect of not only British culture but world culture in general. They represent history and England as a country. And regardless of the fact that England is no longer a monarchy, they are still an important political aspect.
And above it all, why is it so wrong to focus on something so joyous and positive for just a little while?
As much as I adore weddings and attention, I cannot imagine being in Kate Middleton's shoes (albeit, fabulous shoes). The amount of scrutiny she's been under since the engagement was announced has been immense and the way she has handled herself has been impeccable. While we have no idea how she's acted behind the scenes, the fact that she has been so put-together and classy amidst the pressure and attention is truly commendable. While I would absolutely love to marry a prince (or maybe just the idea of it), I do not think I would be able to pull it off without vomiting or crying in public. And without some serious medication.
After my many weeks of anticipation over the ever-so-elusive wedding dress and designer, I am so thrilled. The Alexander McQueen is absolutely stunning and looks beautiful on her. It's elegant but stylish and completely Grace Kelly. The lace is impeccable, the fit is perfect, the tiara doesn't look tacky. She is gorgeous. I am having heart palpitations at the thrilled look on her face, the love between the two, and the sheer fabulousness on my television.
Fabulous hats, a horse and carriage, adoring crowds, celebrity guests, and a prince to boot. It is a fantasy for any girl who wanted to be a princess growing up.
Especially me. What to do now that I can't obsess over the Royal Wedding?
--Rachael
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