Princess Beatrice took my first choice, drat the luck:
Taupe is not my color after all. Is it hers?
Again, while I wait to travel across the pond to take part in, albiet late, the wedding festivities (I'm sure that I can re-live the whole affair on my own, no?), we're celebrating at the salon with scones, lemon curd, cherry preserves and tea.....
See the happy couple right behind the paper plates and out of season napkins? Such a beautiful couple.
She is so....queenly. And he seems like such a nice chap. (chap=Britspeak).
(lest you think I snapped these myself)
I am thoroughly enthralled with all the pomp and circumstance and celebration. I await patiently my summons. Fascinator in tow, I'll be there. It will be a triumphant return for me.
.....this time I won't be so freaked out by the attacking squirrels at Kennsington Palace....but that's a story for another time.