Like many others, I've been thinking a lot about Kate Middleton lately. And I know that maybe its not the coolest, most progressive thing for a worldly hipster to care about a royal wedding or whatever. But I'm not hip. Therefore, I am very curious about her experience. At this very moment, she's probably sleeping in that fancy suite in London with her mom and sister. Is she sleeping? The night before her wedding to the future King of England?
The night before my wedding, I was so exhausted, but so keyed up. I shared a bed with my little sister Emma in an adorable cottage in the garden of an equally adorable B&B that was crammed with the rest of my family. I had a thousand things on my mind - so many people were headed our way for a big, meaningful ceremony and party. But, shoot, it wasn't all of the British Empire at Westminster Abbey.
But, yes, I know, not all of the British Empire will be craning their necks. So, imagine knowing that your big day will be scorned by anti-monarchists and other general poopy-pants haters.
Or, imagine that as of tomorrow, your job will be to make babies and those babies will be royalty.
Mostly, I think Kate is embodying the archetypal fairy tale for so many of us (duh). I just can't get over it. Her being so common and all. Imagine if your daughter were marrying the heir-apparent. Good lord. Imagine if your in-laws were monarchs. Mercy. But who are we kidding. How many of us populated our own versions of that fate? Way back before we went to college and developed our Feminist selves. How many times have I read The Twelve Dancing Princesses. Or sank gleefully into the gothic gorgeousness of Disney's Sleeping Beauty? I am SO EXCITED for tomorrow!!!
But, no, I'll not be getting up at the crack to watch it in real time. My sleep is too precious. Unless I'm up already by then, which is entirely possible.
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