The Royal soap opera is unfolding. Waity Katy, as the newest British princess to be was called fondly by the paparazzi, is playing her part to the hilt. She is beautiful, you have to admit. And moves and speaks like she was to the manor born. For a beleaguered Britain, reeling under economic downturn, deficit budget and a massive unpopularity wave, the Royal wedding has come as a saviour. Brits cannot stop talking about the upcoming wedding on Friday, 29th April. What's strange is that in a few decades since the Charles-Diana wedding, so much has changed by way of public acceptance.
Kate and William have been living together as a couple for the last seven years. Imagine, the Queen never frowned on that. She is also what the snooty falooties call 'a commoner'. Her great great grandfather was a coal miner and her uncle is a loser. The royals should've been crinkling their noses and passing snide remarks. But no. Apparently it's all fine now. Poor Diana. How she had to fight the 'commoner' tag all her life. There's also very little muck flying around about ex boyfriends and revealing photos of the bride to be. Nobody really cares anymore. Nice, isnt it?
It's all about the wedding now- the procession, the clothes, the photo ops and the extravaganza. Britain will come to halt on Friday. We all love a fairy tale romance and many hankies are going to get moist on that day. After waiting for seven long years Waity Katy will finally become a royal. Who needs a plot? We have a real life soap unfolding...
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