I, like so many others, am captivated by William and Kate…..so today was spent in rapt attention in front of the television, watching their wedding unfold in real-time, commercial-free bliss.
My memories of the day?
Vans? It might have been practical, but it seemed tacky to shuttle the “lesser” relatives around in vans.
Poor William……Harry got all the hair genes.
Sadly watching Diana’s family arrive on their own…..no palace limos or vans for them……to sit on the bride’s side of the church, near Kate’s family. Come on, Buckingham Palace, like it or not, they’re William and Harry’s family, too. The boys did their Mom proud when they stopped to chat with the Spencer’s before moving into backroom seclusion.
The Queen and Prince Phillip…..after 63 years, he’s still her Prince Charming and she’s still his blushing bride. They did something right.
Prince Harry, looking mischievious as he peeked at the bride and reported back to his brother…..beyond all the pomp and circumstance, this is what family is all about.
Kate was absolutely beautiful….and her dress was sublime in its understated elegance but, as she walked down the aisle, I had a hard time getting past the ceremony’s chauvinism….. from the diaphanous veil that shrouded her to having her father take her hand and give it to William….innocent gestures that have never bothered me before but, for some reason, I chafed against them today. Perhaps Kate felt this, too, when she decided to omit the promise to “Obey.”
William, I’m sure, was breaking all royal protocol when he whispered to Kate and her father before the ceremony began…..but he looked happy and comfortable…..what Diana would have wished for him.
Invitations went out to royalty, politicians and celebrities but, to their credit, Wills and Kate didn’t forget the butcher, the shopkeeper and the cocktail drink maker.