Prince William asked his girlfriend of eight years, Kate Middleton, to marry him.
Because news like this cannot wait.
Because she knows I’ve been waiting for it.
And because she knows I need to hear it from no one but her.
This is a woman who once collected every article written about Princess Diana for an entire year. They were all kept under her bed, stacks and stacks of magazines and newspaper clippings of every detail of her life and tragic death. I would go over to her house across the street and we’d pull them all out and stare at hundreds of photos. We knew her life story, her family dynamics, her best dresses, her worst hairstyles.
So, you could say it was picture perfect that a Prince William obsessor should get a 4AM text from a Princess Di obsessor.
We were 13 at the time, however, so it might seem silly that we care at age 26. It might.
But I am not concerned with silliness, because I absolutely love royal weddings, and this one should prove to be more fantastic than the rest. I cannot wait to see what style of dress she will choose, how decorated his suit will be, how many people will line the streets of London hoping to catch a glimpse.
Kate is already moving up my ladder of style icons. People may joke about her over-the-top headpieces and formal hats, but I think they’re divine. If it were even in the vicinity of socially acceptable in the States, I’d be sporting one every chance I got.
Given my propensity for formality and etiquette, I am eager to see the royal wedding process unfold. I already admire their delayed announcement and press call, so the couple could have some private time to celebrate. And in an age of reality TV and totally lack of privacy, I respect their decision not to share the details of how he proposed.
These are the times when I mourn my lack of celebrity. If I were at least a successful actress or daughter of a President, I might have a chance at an invitation. As a Seattleite with no claim to fame, I probably won’t need to watch the mail too closely.
Which really is a shame, because I would have rocked a killer headpiece for that event.