We’re back from Dubai just yesterday, but who can think about that now. It’s Royal Wedding Day and we’re ready!
We’ve been up since 5:30am GMT (toddler’s choice, not ours) and have been glued to BBC’s live coverage. The weather was better in London yesterday and is supposed to be better tomorrow, but never mind. WE JUST WANT TO SEE THE DRESS. But can I just say: Duchess of Cambridge – what is that shite? I am calling her Princess Catherine, anyway. Like Princess Diana. Who I hearted. Thanks, mom! Who is up early at 4am to watch. We spoke on the phone and agreed that dress-up hats are the greatest British invention ever. And shout out to my MIL too, who also woke up early to watch this. And others of you I know. I am proud to know so many Royal Wedding lovers.
If I can peel myself away from the tv and we venture onto the exciting streets of Londontown, reports to follow.
After watching the important parts at home (the entrances), our family high-tailed it to Hyde Park to join 120,000 others to watch the wedding on the big screens there. It was a wonderful atmosphere and definitely once-in-a-lifetime overt display of British pride. I squealed during all the good parts. People kept photographing Bryan in his t-shirt (you’re welcome, honey). When the newlyweds left Westminster Abbey, confetti sprayed all over our part of the park. When the couple kissed on the balcony of Buckingham Palace, people all around us popped champagne- you could see corks flying in the air. And for one millisecond when the RAF planes flew directly over our heads (thanks for my new zoom lens, Bry), you could have revoked my American passport- I was that excited. But the crowd was filled with plenty of Americans and for 24 hours the BBC has almost seemed chagrined that the people lining the route between church and palace they were stopping to interview kept turning out to be Americans. Pretty much cause we’re awesome.
Kate’s dress was also awesome, no? I honestly knew she was going to have some kind of lace overlay like that. I should have placed a bet with one of the bookmakers here. And not awesome were (a) the Queen’s scowl the entire wedding and (b) Princess Beatrice’s hat. It was almost distracting me during the ceremony. Hat FAIL. But wedding WIN. Royal wedding WIN. It was a great day and I am proud to have been in London.