When I saw Meghan Markle sashay the aisle in her $100,000 Givenchy dress I was so excited it nearly topped my happiest royal moment so far. I was three years old and The Queen and Prince Phillip came to snoozy old Adelaide and drove down the streets of the surrounding suburbs. I remember my mum shouting at me to quickly come out the front and out we went and stood on the footpath outside our house and waited for the Queen and Phillip to drive past. When they arrived they were in a very British looking black car with the windows rolled down.
Prince Phillip was on my side of the car and leaned out the window when he saw me. I was a little redhead (I will still argue this, but allegedly a redhead) so maybe he confused me for a relative. But either way, he looked right at me and smiled the most genuine smile. Like he was really pleased to see me. He waved and I waved enthusiastically back. He was so taken with me, he whispered something to the Queen who turned and smiled at me too. Pretty sad when life peaks at the age of three.
But back to Meghan. She didn’t disappoint, we all knew she’d look elegant and romantic yet stylish and didn’t she look exactly that? If not a little like she got caught in her grandmother’s curtains as she was struggling out of the Rolls Royce. But it wasn’t just the expensive designer dress that made her look so captivating. It was the twinkling eyes and the flushed cheeks and how she looked, happy and in love and maybe a touch overwhelmed all at the same time.
It was the moment we were all waiting for and it didn’t disappoint in the least. A truly breathtaking moment in history. And of course her mother looked stunning and proud and a touch terrified. Can’t imagine how it would feel being thrown into this hoopla.
My favourite part of the early coverage was spotting the Hollywood stars and famous faces. I loved seeing, Elton John, there. He was such good friends with Lady Diana and of course famously altered the lyrics to Candle in the Wind for her funeral and totally made us all ugly cry as if we weren’t already.
The suits co-stars were all there which was massively exciting to a Suits fan like me. I loved seeing Oprah there, looking stunning. Remember how Pipa’s bum in that dress stole the scene at Kate’s wedding? I think Oprah’s boobs in that dress just stole Meghan’s.
The most surprising guest was Chelsy Davy. Say what? Meghan is a better woman than I am. Chelsy dated Harry for about SEVEN years. If she thought she would be poking her stilettoes through the church at my wedding she would be in for a huge shock. I can’t say I was expecting that. Maybe Megs just wanted to make sure the ex had front row seats to witness Harry get taken off the Markle Market.
I loved that the Queen broke the rules and allowed Harry and William to be each other’s best man. These two boys are the absolute best of friends and it couldn’t have been any other way.
Speaking of the Queen, she sure doesn’t shy away from the bright colours does she? And neither she should, she pulled off that lime green outfit better than anyone else could have. And to see Harry’s face light up when he saw his granny… Naww… don’t you just want to squish his rosy cheeks?
And then there was the wedding itself. Harry looked choked up, trying to fight that bit of dust that must have got in his eye when he first spotted her. The page boys and flower girls were adorable as you’d expect and so well behaved. I loved that Meghan’s mum shed a tear or fifty as all mum’s do. But I couldn’t help but feel a little sad for her sitting there without any other family.
The little looks Harry and Meghan kept giving each other melted my heart. The sermon by Bishop Curry was lively and the best thing to hit a royal wedding in forever.
Then it all got too much for poor old Prince Charles and he seemed to nod off for a moment. At least he didn’t prop a songbook up in front of his face and he owned that shit. I mean he would have had to of gotten up pretty early after all. But despite the early start, I thought Camilla (yes I know she isn’t everyone’s favourite royal but I need to give credit where it’s due) looked breathtaking. I loved the colour of her outfit and I’d love to steal her hat for the Melbourne Cup in November. So if she could just ship it over I’d really appreciate it. It’s not like she can ever wear it again.
The choir was brilliant with a perfect song choice. Stand By Me. Especially if we are to believe anything from the telemovie Harry and Meghan a Royal Romance, where the whole issue was standing by someone no matter what a pain in the ass they can be.
So overall I thought it went brilliantly, right down to seeing Prince Charles chatting with Meghan’s mother on the way back down the aisle. Naww. And Harry stealing the kiss under the arch of roses and then leaving in that picture perfect carriage.
Hope you have a long and happy life together Harry and Meghan.