I know I don’t know either of them. I don’t even think I know anyone who does. Not that I’ll let either of those facts stop me becoming feverishly excited about the Royal Wedding.
I’ve read a few theories about this phenomenon – most seem to think it’s something to do with Kate being ‘normal’ (well, as normal as you can be when your parents are millionaires) but becoming a Princess. Yup, that’s definitely it. Surely even the most unromantic girl can admit to harbouring a fantasy of being impossibly loaded, fashionably attired, waited on hand and foot and adored by her Prince? AND LIVING IN A CASTLE?!!! It can’t just be me, can it?
I’m no royalist or gossip magazine addict, but I am desperately hoping William and Kate last. They seem quite keen on each other… the way they look at each other seems pretty real, doesn’t it? And my oh my, Kate is going to make one gorgeous bride. I will SO be up in the middle of the night living vicariously through her, much to Kent’s eye-rolling amusement.
Royalty aside, it’s just lovely to see people ending up happy. With each other. Kinda the best thing about being a wedding photographer.