For the second time in my life, I am happy to announce that I was up bright and early to watch the wedding of a couple I do not personally know from a country that I am not from.
But the bride is American (and a Kappa… #winning).
And I went to London for my honeymoon.
And I love a good wedding!
Just over seven years ago, when Sloane was about seven months old, I got up at 4 AM to watch Prince William and Kate Middleton’s wedding and loved it. Absolutely loved it and ate it all up!
So of course, when Prince Harry announced that he and Meghan Markle would be tying the knot in May, I immediately put it on the calendar. And on Friday eve of the wedding, I was giddy, like it was Christmas Eve!
Being an American, I do not truly understand the Royal family like a Brit does. But being an American, I can tell you that almost all of us (females) can’t get enough of them! As little girls, we read about princesses and princes and kings and queens and since we do not have those here in the U.S., it’s fun to know that they do exist somewhere!
And what made this wedding even better was that the bride was a sweet ‘ol American gal, just like the rest of us! I mean, yes… she was a famous actress on a pretty popular TV show, so it’s not like Prince Harry picked her out of the crowd at the local mall one day.
But it’s still fun to dream about, right?!
I was up at 4 AM, just like the last time, and pretty much watched BBC the entire time. I felt like since they were inside the Windsor Castle gates, they might have a little better look at what was happening. I woke Sloane up at 5:30 to come watch the wedding with me. I can’t lie, I feared she would sit and ask a million questions and in situations like this, I don’t want to do much talking. I just want to listen and watch. And luckily, at that hour of the day, she didn’t want to do much talking! I probably did more talking than her – explaining who people were, what was happening, etc.
And for the second time in my life, I was just over-the-moon, head-over-heels in love with the entire event! From wedding guests walking in, to Harry and William walking into the church, Harry as nervous as you’ll ever see him, from the Queen walking in, from the page boys and bridesmaids arriving with their moms (seriously, one of the best parts of the day!), to Meghan getting out of the car and the page boys carrying her veil.
I found myself with tears in my eyes many different times throughout the ceremony… mainly because I cry at any and all weddings and graduations, even if I don’t personally know anyone involved. It’s the music, it’s the looks they give each other, it’s Meghan’s sweet mom who just handled it all like a pro, it was Prince Charles taking Doria’s hand to walk back to sign the register, it was the multiple times that Meghan sort of put her hand over her heart in the carriage ride, a sign of her appreciation for all the overwhelming cheers and love.
I started watching The Crown on Netflix this year and just finished up season two and even tough I know some of it is probably stretched a little “for TV”, it is a fantastic show that gives great insight to Queen Elizabeth and her life. So… knowing what I know of the Queen, I gave her major kudos for allowing the things that she allowed in this ceremony, that normally, she would put an axe to.
- the sermon by Bishop Michael Curry (though she did really like Billy Graham)
- the gospel choir
- Allowing Meghan to walk up the aisle mostly by herself
- Not making Harry shave his beard
These were just a few things I noticed that made me give a standing ‘O’ to the royal family!
You can rest assured that the TV stayed on all day, on BBC, in hopes that somehow they would get a glimpse of something, anything more from later in the day. Because I most certainly had #royalweddingfever. Sadly, the only other glimpse we got was of Harry and Meghan leaving Windsor Castle to go to their second reception of the day. I wish we could have had a better view of the back of her second dress (and I’m sure if I googled hard enough, I could find one), but to say that it seemed like the perfect day for them is an understatement.
Royal weddings are so much fun! I’m only sad that we will probably have to wait 30 years to get another good one!
PS. I’ve been giving this a lot of thought… and though I LOVED Meghan’s dress, I felt it was a TAD big on her. Does anyone think she might be a smidge pregnant, that’s why everyone looked just a little big? Orrrr am I crazy?!