All these Royal Wedding shenanigans got me thinking yesterday - I'm Prince William's age, relatively attractive, charming, and received a very respectable education... so that led to the natural conclusion that if I had only taken that tour of Buckingham Palace a few years ago (instead of opting to go shopping in Oxford Circle), the Prince & I would have had one of those chance encounters in the Royal Lavatory (like in a romantic film) and through a comedy of errors, the future princess's name would have been Sam, not Kate! (perfectly probable, wouldn't you agree?). Well, having lost my one and only chance to seduce Prince William, here's what my fantastical Royal Wedding would have looked like: With a nod to what would have been my legal Great-Great-Great-Grandmother, a royal wedding of the vintage persuasion...
DISCLAIMER: No princes or future princesses were hurt in the production of this fantasy. Characters appearing were mear interpretations of the delusions of a 20-something wedding vendor. Said Husband of this wedding vendor will receive an "I'm Sorry, Honey" voucher, redeemable at his will for the fantasy which has been incurred at his expense. The 20-something fantasizer acknowledges the improbable nature of her claims... she is the daughter of two American civilians, she had already fallen in love with her High School best friend (and now Husband) when said "chance encounter" would have occurred (thus making her claims of love unrealistic), and she has an affinity for dark-haired rugged men (not tall, lengthy Blonde Royalty).
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As always, LOVE your stuff FP!!!
ReplyDeleteHa, here I am again, just read your disclaimer in its entirety and got the best chuckle of the day in return!!
ReplyDeletelove!! great disclaimer too. thank you xx
ReplyDeletewhat a pretty blog! thank you for including us in such a lovely feature!
ReplyDeletexo,
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