Yes, they've had their ups and downs, their separations and their helicopter landings, but I respect them for shoving tradition. They're like the Marshall and Lilly of England. I love it.
Obviously I'm a fan of not being a lemming and jumping into marriage the day after college graduation. I'm a fan of indulging in 5 Hour Energy in order to cheer these 2 on on their day. I'm a fan of 5'10" ladies (ahem, Miss Middleton). I'm also a fan of of whole nights of sleep. But I'll get that another day.
Yay to her looking GORGEOUS!!! I saw a hint of Grace Kelly in it. And I could tell how skinny she was since reports said she kept dropping weight because of nerves. Girl, time to carb up.
Nay to the long-ass ceremony. I was over it - an hour? Really?? I wish there was a Cliff's Notes for it because I struggled to not take a bathroom break. But then again, weddings kinda bore me. Now the reception is where it's at.
Nay to the children's choir. I swear, everyone had a mole on their face. The collars were very fluffy. And all I thought about was how Michael Jackson would love them. The boys, not the collars...although he may like the boys in the collars.
Yay to the hilarity of the percussionist - he really got into his tympani.
Yay to the random 5 Hour Energy we had in the pantry. I don't know what I would have done without it. Oh wait, I do know. I would have fallen asleep on the couch.
Nay to Victoria Beckham's hat. It looked like...a crowning vagina (I went there).
Nay to the 2 princesses (Prince Andrew's daughters) behind the Queen. They reminded me of the ugly stepsisters. They could have used a stylist. Stacey? Clinton?