What are you doing here? SHOO! Get out of here! There are MUCH more important things going on right now.
And I don’t even care about Prince William. I mean he seems nice and all, but I really just love Kate. I think she is the beautifullest loveliest lady in all the land and even though looking at her makes me feel like a pear shaped loser, I still can’t look away-so entranced am I by her pure sparkliness.
So right now I am probably sitting next to my wedding dress (if I weren’t 6 months pregnant I would be IN it) in my pjs and a paper home made crown weeping into my
bagel scone at the whole magical spectacle, and I think you all should probably do the same.
I mean do we even need to talk about this?
And to all the knob jobs who thought she should have taken more of a risk.
1. I refer you to her neckline. Only a lady with no bizoom could attempt this-my preggo pair would look obscene in that situation- but on her it was rawr, but appropriate.
2. She is the first commoner to marry a close heir to the throne in 350 years. If she had come out there in some daring creation people would have been like HA! I knew she was a common idiot. I am sure she knew there was nothing bad people could say about the dress and I am sure knowing she didn’t have to worry about that help put her at ease on such an overwhelming day. As Forrest Gump would say,”That’s good. One less thing.”
Just the other day someone told me I would look good with blonde hair. I told them to lay of the ‘ludes.
As my best friends mom and staunch blondie would say, my brown hair is not the kind that can be “fixed” (aka dyed blonde) and I have always been good with that. Sure I’d feel a twinge of jealousy looking at radiant yellows like Gwyneth and Reese and Michelle Williams.
But now thanks to her royal hotness, I be whippin’ my brown curls back and forth with pride.