It’s finally over. Just a few more weeks of people prying into their lives and then they’ll get some peace. Maybe.
I didn’t seem to be excited about this royal wedding like I was when Lady Diana was to marry Prince Charles. Maybe because I was then a girl of sixteen who still dreamt of romance. I thought Kate was a lovely bride but there was something about Diana that I don’t find in her. Or maybe I just so inundated with the publicity to the point of ad nauseum.
Kate’s gown was a bit of a disappointment to me because it didn’t look extraordinary. And the bodice looked so stiff, especially the breast area and it wasn’t flattering. There was no oohs and aahs for me there. She looked beautiful if not a little too made up, maybe for photographs. She was very composed and regal, though. She is an asset to the royal family.
Prince William obviously inherited his mother’s shy demeanor and at one point in the wedding, he was slouching and looking rather sleepy. But during the parade, he and Prince Harry gave such smart salutes, it was awesome. I feel bad that he is losing his hair at such a young age.
The best part of the wedding for me was the sermon by the Archbishop of Canterbury. Dr. Rowan Williams rocks! Best wedding sermon I’ve heard in a while. I’m his newest fan. People need to be reminded what marriage is all about. It’s not easy. I just celebrated my 22nd. The only tip I can share is don’t give up so easily.
My most memorable moment was after the balcony viewing, as William was leading Kate indoors, she looked over her shoulder at the crowd and had the most beautiful smile on her face. I hope someone caught that on camera.
I felt a bit nostalgic, watching these two get married. I still remember when Diana came out of the hospital holding William. She was so young. I wish she was there to witness this event.
The Brits turned out full force, always a pleasure to see. They are the masters of pomp and circumstance and never disappoint!
I watched this all on YouTube courtesy of the BBC. I suspect BBC got special access to areas because I saw scenes where no other news cameras where in. Cheers!
Well, here’s to wishing the couple the best of luck. May their lives be blessed.
Posted in Britain, History, Royalty, Traditions, Weddings
Tagged Archbishop of Cantebury, BBC, Charles Prince of Wales, Diana Princess of Wales, Kate Middleton, Prince Harry of Wales, Prince William of Wales, YouTube
I don’t think I’ve mentioned it before but I love British period drama and I can go on viewing marathons for days. That’s why I’ve been so remiss in updating my blog because I’ve been sucked into another world. Currently, I am watching “Lark Rise to Candleford” on YouTube and I can’t stop!
To those of you who share the same passion, I probably don’t need to explain why. But for those who do not, maybe the appeal of these stories to me is the simplicity of life, the camaraderie of the people, the whole romance of the period. Why British period drama in particular? I do watch a lot of foreign films, too, but there’s is something beautiful in the language of these dramas that you can’t find anywhere else.
Today, more than ever, we are connected with people all over the world, but person-to person contact has dwindled. I think it’s ridiculous that just to see my friends, we both have to check our calendars and make a date just so we can chat. I long for the days of lounging around and drinking lemonade, when men knew it was their responsibility to provide for their families, and women can stay home and take care of their families, when couples married for life.
Some people may say that it’s an idealized version of life but some people were actually lucky enough to have lived it. I feel that I’m living a life where I’m constantly on the run and sometimes even too tired to take a shower. Although I love the idea of the olden days, but I wouldn’t want to be born during those days when there were no antibiotics, or technology or cars. Yet some days, I do long for a slower pace of life, when I can just lay on the grass and watch the stars instead of worrying what my agenda is for tomorrow.
Hence, I escape to Candleford or Hertforsdhire or Downton Abbey. Care to join me?