2:45 came very early on Friday morning, but I wouldn't have missed it for anything. I fixed my cuppa and settled in to watch history. I waited to wake-up Sweet Pea until 4:45. We dined on scones with clotted cream and jam, English breakfast tea, chocolate-dipped Digestives cookies (that's Brit speak for tea cookies) and fresh strawberries. Yum! I was afraid that Sweet Pea would find the entire production boring, but she enjoyed each magical moment. I don't know what I loved more, the wedding or watching the joy in my daughter's eyes as she watched a real-live fairytale unfold. What a day! What a dress! How genuinely happy the Royal Family was. (What a change that is!)
Do you think Pippa has on Spanx? I've heard she has the Dukan Diet to thank for that body.
Is anyone else "wild about Harry?" He is the cutest, cheekiest thing!
I LOVE this shot! I have dubbed it "The Queen's Worst Nightmare."
She is standing next to a commoner - the mother of her grandson's new wife, and Camilla - the last person she wanted to be her eldest son's wife. Poor Queen. I do think she is coming around though. Maybe there is a hopeless romantic underneath her "stiff-upper-lip" exterior. Another favorite about this pic? The wicked step-sisters hovering in the background. Get those poor girls a stylist and a proper make-up artist!
Anyone else thinkin' Harry and Pippa? Just saying.
And they lived happily ever after.
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