My twitterfeed has been inundated with tweets about the upcoming Royal wedding. Everyone from entertainment outlets, to fashion bloggers, to my high school chums have William and Kate on the brain and are speculating down to the most minute of details. Who will design her dress? Who will style her hair? What kind of make-up will she wear? What shade of creme blush will she use? Okay, so that last one might of been a tiny bit of an exaggeration but you get the idea. Royal fever has officially invaded this side of the pond.
I've been pleasantly surprised by the amount of interest the upcoming nuptials have generated. It seems that in today's world of redefining traditional concepts of romance and love, there is still very much an intense enthusiasm concerning a good old time-honored, extravagantly constructed wedding. The hopeless romantic in me breathed a teensy sigh of relief. Of course a highly publicized and insanely expensive wedding does not equal a successful marriage -- we only have to look at Lady Di's ill-fated and ultimately tragic marriage to Prince Charles for proof -- but it's the mere idea that such a sweet notion in the most old-fashioned sense of love can still captivate a nation that has me feeling reassured.
Jaded and weary we might be, I mean 50% and counting of marriages end up in divorce last time I checked, but clearly the hopefulness that something akin to what my parents have being possible resides inside most of us. It's a lovely little idea to think that despite all the statistics, stories and sadness, some of us remain just as wide-eyed and optimistic as ever. Naive? Sure. But I choose naive over downtrodden and miserable in the case of love and its opportunities.
Commemorative paraphernalia is the norm when it comes to any such Royal event, and as expected plates, coins, mugs, and even replicas of Middleton's engagement ring are all for sale. (I also heard commemorative nipple rings were available but I was too scared to Google that to confirm) But really, what are we commemorating? Despite the outcome of the union between William and Kate, the items we (well, maybe not we. I don't plan on eating off of any face-emblazoned plate, thank you very much.) purchase now will remain hallmarks of a perfect love between a Prince and his future Princess. Perhaps the idea of a perfect love despite all the odds is what the public is choosing to commemorate...a way to make something so deftly intangible seem just a little more concrete, if only momentarily.
I will definitely be waking up to catch what will surely be one beautifully lavish wedding --for all you other Royal fans, festivities are set to start at 3:30am Eastern time on the day of. Mostly, it will be to see what dress Kate ends up wearing (my friend Lizzy has her bet on it being Victoria Beckham while I think she'll go with something more traditional, perhaps La Renta) but also to see what could be the start of a one in a million marriage that beats the odds. After all, the most we can hope for nowadays is to meet some one you like, fall in love and just go for it as best as either of you know how to. And for once, it seems that maybe, just maybe, that's all it takes.
Happy watching!
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