Because I am only a year younger than William, I feel like I've grown up with him. That and he was known to be the most gorgeous King-to-be in the land. I dreamt of being the girl he would marry when I was 15. He was truly our Prince Charming.
The Brits were less excited about the wedding for quite sometime, while we American's were hanging on every detail. I believe that has a lot to do with our not having royalty and they deal with it daily. But the world hung on every second of the wedding yesterday. I stayed up all night because it was easier than trying to wake up at 3:00AM. My stepdad got up at 3:30, and my mom at 4am.
My stepdad LOVES weddings. He cries like a baby. I even sent him a text after he tried to say he beat me up, saying "You cried didn't you, yeah you cried."
It's sad to see the future King of England marry. I'm happy for them, don't get me wrong. They have been together for so long, and when they split then got back together, you just had to know she was destine to be the future Queen. Kate, or the Duchess as we should call her now, is gorgeous and as they said many times yesterday, a commoner. She comes from a family of miners, her father and mother worked for an airline, then left the business to become party planners. Self-made millionaires. My family is also miners. Just wish I had grown up in England, then I could been a Princess/Duchess myself.
Two things which won my heart were when Harry watched Kate walk up the isle then turned to his brother, who was to stay facing away, and said, "Wait until you see her." The second was when William finally got to see his beautiful bride and told her "You look gorgeous, I love you."
One thing that made me like even more Kate was she wasn't able to keep from smiling every time the crowds outside roared in happiness.
This made me think though. Would I really want to be a royal? I would love to lead a life of charity like Diana had done. She was an idol of mine and I really looked up to her for all which she did. She was glamorous, beautiful, kind, and loving. She had the means to give selflessly. I think it was her heart that made me love the boys so much. But would I want a life like hers? In the public eye constantly? Having to be made up every second of every day? Wear matching clothes? Wash my hair daily? Smile even when my heart is aching?
Granted if I had her wardrobe, I'd want to look beautiful also. But I like wearing my beat up sweats and not washing my hair for a few days and wearing it back in a pony tail. I've recently been breaking out on my chin and I don't really want to be photographed, but if I was a royal, I'd have to grin and bare it.
I don't talk properly most of the time, I'm from the South. I curse. I don't act properly. I burp. Princesses don't burp. I can be loud and I like rock music. I think it would be weird to hear Kings of Leon or Kaiser Chiefs played in a palace, let alone Buckingham Palace. And to live under the same roof as the Queen, that would be entirely too weird.
Now, I would still love to be royalty for the charitable factor. Use my voice to help those being harmed. I would be able to go to Uganda and the Congo to help the children. But at what personal loss would that be worth it.
Peace & Love my friends.
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