If one can meander with the written word, I think it would sum this post up splendidly.
I having nothing major to complain about today (except the bus driver from this morning who just drove past my stop, despite me standing RIGHT BESIDE HIM and pressing the bell) nor do I have anything pretty to show you, so I’m going to think-out-loud (what’s the blogging equivalent of that?) and talk about this William and Kate thing.
First of all, I think everyone should start referring to her as Catherine because that is her actual name and I quite like the idea of there being a Queen Catherine at some stage, because Catherines are pretty frickin’ great and they should all be Queens and Famous Actress and Fireworks.
It also occurs to me that most of you don’t know that my real name is actually Catherine (Hermia just happened by accident and now it’s my name in the blogosphere, in a Sasha Fierce kinda way!) and so you’re probably like, “Why the hell does she care so much about Catherines?” -well now you know.
I’m not sure if I like her, to be honest.
Yeah, there are plenty of stories about her parents hatching an evil plan when she was a wee baby and throwing her in William’s way and coaching her in pleasing him and all that weird and twisted stuff, but then you’re not supposed to believe everything you see in the papers.
But I don’t trust her really.
She just seems very fake to me.
And very smug.
Maybe it’s because she’s trying to act in a ‘distinguished’ fashion to please The Royals and convince them that she’s a good catch and won’t be twirling her knickers around her head in public any time soon.
Plus she’s probably on her guard in case she says something silly that makes The Queen slap her upside her head.
I do feel sorry for William though.
I mean, he’s not in a position to meet a nice, normal girl, is he?
Instead he has hundreds of girls thrown in front of him, all hoping to be a Queen, all with crazy ladder-climbing parents.
I figure that’s why he took his time in proposing to her.
He wanted to suss her out and see just how real she was.
And speaking on the length of time he took, the boy is only 28(?).
He’s been dating the girl for seven years not seventy.
Is it really so shocking that he didn’t want to jump into marriage at the age of 23?
Plus some of those dating years happened during college and while he was away doing his military training.
If he was a normal guy, no one would think anything of it, but because he’s lumped into the Celebrity World where strangers hop into wedding gear at a moment’s notice, it’s suddenly a big deal!
Although I do like the nickname Waity Katie.
And I am amused by the fact that she’s painted as some frustrated money-grabber trying to force him into marrying him.
It’s just funny to think of.
Twould make a good book!
BAGS WRITING THAT BOOK!
I HAVE COPYRIGHTED THAT BAD BOY!
Bah ha ha ha ha ha!
Anyway despite the fact that as an Irish person I should be ignoring everything to do with The Royals (and also shouldn’t be using capital letters when referring to them) I’m totally going to be interested in this wedding (if also getting sick at the expense of it).
Stella McC is tipped as the designer to be making the dress, although Posh Spice has offered to design Catherine one herself…
Man….it’s gonna be a tight race…decisions, decisions….