When I was like 10 I had the biggest crush on Prince William. I just knew that I would meet him, and he'd fall in love with me, and we'd be married, and I'd be a princess. I think that's what I was most excited for- being a princess. (What?! What ten year old girl didn't want to be a princess?)
I'm watching some NBC special about the preparation for the wedding and a number of issues come to mind:
- Why the @&(@# do I live in America? There is no royal family in America. The closest thing we have is Obama (don't get me wrong, Obama is the homeboy) and... Paris Hilton. Shoot me.
- Now that Kate Middleton is to marry the prince I am this much further from becoming a princess. Damn her. I'd hate her if she wasn't so darn cute.
- Hey Prince Harry... I always thought you were the cuter brother... No? I'll stop while I'm ahead.
I am feeling some royal envy. And I shouldn't. Because you know what? Princess is a state of mind.