Last weekend I was glued to the TV every chance I got. Friday morning I had enough time to catch a glimpse of Kate and Wills during the ceremony before heading off the work. Once I punched out at 4:30 Friday, the rest of the weekend any time I could catch a recap, I was on it. Body language specialists, lip readers, and of course fashion police; whoever was sharing an opinion, I was mesmerized.
A male neighbour asked me what the appeal was. I explained how it was a day of pure fantasy. Forget about the economic woes of the nation, or the fact the Queen's children are not really the poster-people for successful marriages. For me, there is not much else more exciting than seeing the gown a bride chooses to wed her prince charming (for real) of her dreams. And better yet, getting the thumbs up 'round the world for the perfect dress.
And I don't think I'm alone. One reporter said "love was in the air" all over the world. I think he was right. We definitely felt a buzz in the Oxygen department. For a brief moment, we were given permission to forget about reality and just enjoy the romance of it all. This week it's back to work, back to eating right, and hitting the gym. But wasn't it nice for a few days to jump on the wedding bandwagon, and not take it all so seriously?
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